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no body thinks about us. they only care about what we puncture; the tasty meat, sweet fruit, and the good intentions. they never think of the sticky residue left behind and how we will never be truly clean again.
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May 16, 2013
May 16, 2013 at 10:23 PM UTC
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no body thinks about us. they only care about what we puncture; the tasty meat, sweet fruit, and the good intentions. they never think of the sticky residue left behind and how we will never be truly clean again.
Janelise
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30/Cisgender Female/American
May 16, 2013
May 16, 2013 at 10:23 PM UTC
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