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I just hate that parts of me blow away whenever you get blown. But I get it, your *** is the only religion I want to be forced to swallow.
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Jun 3, 2018
Jun 3, 2018 at 11:41 PM UTC
I swear on my tired knees (this is the last)
I just hate that parts of me blow away whenever you get blown. But I get it, your *** is the only religion I want to be forced to swallow.
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Jun 3, 2018
Jun 3, 2018 at 11:41 PM UTC
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