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Turn out the lights You’re still hot liquor in my throat Make me ***** in an hour I love you Need to be drunk, need you, NEED YOU- (Utter alone, no family, an adult is.) I hate how you taste in my mouth I hope we die. You sound like carousel music in July, my whole body is warm my hair is standing on end, I worship your body, I kiss your lips, comfort me, come to me, come for me, that.
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Nov 28, 2019
Nov 28, 2019 at 8:44 PM UTC
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Turn out the lights You’re still hot liquor in my throat Make me ***** in an hour I love you Need to be drunk, need you, NEED YOU- (Utter alone, no family, an adult is.) I hate how you taste in my mouth I hope we die. You sound like carousel music in July, my whole body is warm my hair is standing on end, I worship your body, I kiss your lips, comfort me, come to me, come for me, that.
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Nov 28, 2019
Nov 28, 2019 at 8:44 PM UTC
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