Deem ennui, the most stinking gift
humankind is left with;
every stroke she countered,
loudly snored, when ***** was hit.
Jun 7, 2012
Jun 7, 2012 at 10:56 AM UTC
Deem ennui, the most stinking gift
humankind is left with;
every stroke she countered,
loudly snored, when ***** was hit.
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