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All my clothes are oil stained. Paint soiled, diesel fumed. Eager to get a job done I forget to care what I'm Wearing. *At least she allows herself Quality make-up,* I think; rubbing absent-mindedly At mascara stains on my Shoulder.
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Apr 15, 2014
Apr 15, 2014 at 6:39 PM UTC
Maybe it's Maybelline
All my clothes are oil stained. Paint soiled, diesel fumed. Eager to get a job done I forget to care what I'm Wearing. *At least she allows herself Quality make-up,* I think; rubbing absent-mindedly At mascara stains on my Shoulder.
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Apr 15, 2014
Apr 15, 2014 at 6:39 PM UTC
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