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The head, any and almost Making its way to always, now To these we save, a risqué moment to host A waiting marvel of keep and seclusion, so very how Welcoming the next The redress of sourness, that makes me A wholly different tow of promise, elect Has come of age, with my sneeze, hidden from thee? Same side of worth, to an eerie girth Simple autonomy, the voice of unique problems With the stare of avarice, a word kept edge wise from birth Sated with the principle, a gaiety will come for the whim Our problem, a hat old enough to wish in Spare speed, and days of reckoning to complete A drama of servitude, to baser instinct, if but to win That has voiced my apology, for a reason some curiously greet... The clique of a party, devoted to innuendo Err', a shield of wishes so profound, so climatic Sincerity to venture forth, a wisdom in the simple to grow A hardship of days, with a realer timidity for you, can I have this pickle?
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Jan 9
Jan 9, 2026 at 3:35 AM UTC
Happy With Gum And Humphry, Flaming Theresa's?
The head, any and almost Making its way to always, now To these we save, a risqué moment to host A waiting marvel of keep and seclusion, so very how Welcoming the next The redress of sourness, that makes me A wholly different tow of promise, elect Has come of age, with my sneeze, hidden from thee? Same side of worth, to an eerie girth Simple autonomy, the voice of unique problems With the stare of avarice, a word kept edge wise from birth Sated with the principle, a gaiety will come for the whim Our problem, a hat old enough to wish in Spare speed, and days of reckoning to complete A drama of servitude, to baser instinct, if but to win That has voiced my apology, for a reason some curiously greet... The clique of a party, devoted to innuendo Err', a shield of wishes so profound, so climatic Sincerity to venture forth, a wisdom in the simple to grow A hardship of days, with a realer timidity for you, can I have this pickle?
apparently marijuana is the culprit
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56/M/Soldotna, Alaska
Jan 9
Jan 9, 2026 at 3:35 AM UTC
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