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i like pig mints & fig mints

i am only an egg

i am only a rug

i am only a bud

turning into a flower

i really like figs

simplicity is magic

word is bond

NOWORDNOBONDROWON

this is to you, September Eleventh

and you, Reverend Donald Green...

 

Listen to this Lady

She's talking Jabaca

right now. right in there

is an envelope i made.

i am only an egg

i make mistakes

I miss steak, my mistake

I am not a vegetarian because I love animals

I am a vegetarian

Because I hate plants

Will you please piddle-paddle away? Or at least turn off looking up to my Jhorts?

never go full dumb with Marissa Golden

never ok to be

kicking dogs in the face.

Are you ok?

MMFWCL? woop woop?

we are all so powerful, Ladies!

We are also powerfully ****** Ladybird!

---are you my mother?

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audrey-bean-chmielowski
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Published
Sep 22, 2010
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a collaborative masterpiece with Julia & Justin :-D

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