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Feb 2016
Love to DO it
love to spit it
love to claw! to master *******
WAGGLE ON TOP OF IT
DO A ****** UP DANCE
THEN A SILLY ONE
boy do I love to taste the trickles of tantalizing treasures treating me nice
I love to swipe swipe swipe with my fingers
I could be a ******* court reporter
with these ****** hands
and does it feel good
to scream
ROAR
RIP
LET GO
Hurt LockerFeed Birds
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Hurt LockerFeed Birds  25/M/San Francisco
(25/M/San Francisco)   
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