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my grandfather was also born in may, you know a stubborn bull might just be fed up. from what i’ve seen they have every right to be tolerance, then suffering his lymph nodes grew too fast "i'll never smile again" i told my father in the car i don’t remember saying it, only feeling grief. we stopped at the reliably empty house and sat on her porch to purge it all i was born in may and my grandfather now resides in our garden a ceramic bull who takes no ****
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Aug 27, 2019
Aug 27, 2019 at 4:38 PM UTC
taurus
my grandfather was also born in may, you know a stubborn bull might just be fed up. from what i’ve seen they have every right to be tolerance, then suffering his lymph nodes grew too fast "i'll never smile again" i told my father in the car i don’t remember saying it, only feeling grief. we stopped at the reliably empty house and sat on her porch to purge it all i was born in may and my grandfather now resides in our garden a ceramic bull who takes no ****
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21/Androgynous/bellingham, wa
Aug 27, 2019
Aug 27, 2019 at 4:38 PM UTC
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