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… our bodies in our clothes like holstered guns… love is when you draw... and shed the holster … that sweet crunchy click blowing your pupils the arching trajectory of the safety-off smile
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Aug 9, 2018
Aug 9, 2018 at 3:52 PM UTC
We are all... sheathed weapons
… our bodies in our clothes like holstered guns… love is when you draw... and shed the holster … that sweet crunchy click blowing your pupils the arching trajectory of the safety-off smile
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Aug 9, 2018
Aug 9, 2018 at 3:52 PM UTC
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