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Jul 2015
All punching bags, blue razors, sports, meat;
men are fascinating when they gather.

What must it feel like to gain acceptance through *******?
Why do you wanna *** on my face?

There is no tenderness here,
there is no failure.

I love God, because She will always be soft lips,
wide hips and breast tissue,
She kisses me on the mouth after.

Your perfume is Diesel Brave Tattoo, the bottle is shaped like a fist,
and I saw your jaw clench when I called it perfume.


DON'T RELAX.
DON'T BE POLITE TO ME.
DON'T TOUCH ME.
DON'T TOUCH ME.
DON'T TOUCH ME.

EAT MY *****.
alternative titles: i <3 misandry / YOU'RE NOT HIDING IT
Amelia
Written by
Amelia  rva usa
(rva usa)   
540
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