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She acted like her ****** was made of gold. And that my heart was to be bought and sold. And that I would bow to that wet alter and sell my soul. She was wrong though—it’s not   for sale; not for any price; not even if her ****** were made of gold. https://www.bandlab.com/thomaswcase Please check me out on band lab and tell me what you think. Just hold your finger on the link and it will open the band web page.
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Dec 18, 2020
Dec 18, 2020 at 7:24 PM UTC
Golden ******
She acted like her ****** was made of gold. And that my heart was to be bought and sold. And that I would bow to that wet alter and sell my soul. She was wrong though—it’s not   for sale; not for any price; not even if her ****** were made of gold. https://www.bandlab.com/thomaswcase Please check me out on band lab and tell me what you think. Just hold your finger on the link and it will open the band web page.
Hey everybody, me and some friends put together a band, and we've been making incredible music. Art, music, poetry, is my hot bath on a winter day, it's everything in these f***** up times. Please check out my band, here's the link. https://www.bandlab.com/thomaswcase. If you hold your finger on the link for a couple seconds, you will have the opportunity to open and go right to my band lab page. Keep writing everybody, and don't let the ******** get you down.
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59/M/Clear Lake
Dec 18, 2020
Dec 18, 2020 at 7:24 PM UTC
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