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It’s like castor oil for a punishable girl, and I swear I’m just venomous! Sometimes. Spitting and rattling, Oscillating slits in the sand. Suffocating, ********** the sun is to me, a lovely burden. Blame me into a corner and I’ll stay there, coiled.
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Jun 21, 2017
Jun 21, 2017 at 2:43 PM UTC
Cold blooded creatures
It’s like castor oil for a punishable girl, and I swear I’m just venomous! Sometimes. Spitting and rattling, Oscillating slits in the sand. Suffocating, ********** the sun is to me, a lovely burden. Blame me into a corner and I’ll stay there, coiled.
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Jun 21, 2017
Jun 21, 2017 at 2:43 PM UTC
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