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Jun 2017
I place my tongue as medicine and my jaws as the truth but you feel as if it's wrong to ponder or say what's on your mind but threw time I see that you watch but you don't like you see but you can't even tell me the truth of what you feel threw the nastiness of Me with that said I know you're not gunna tell me what you feel about others or others telling what they feel about you and that scares me cause feeling that I've seen what you won't even tell me that's why I present my body and thoughts as my responsibility but I don't think it's working cause you still get mad at how you think I like then "why are you tell me?" If you ask me that question I would of told you what I'm writing 5 inches away from you but you don't care and that terrifies me
Mr Xelle
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Mr Xelle  29/M/United States
(29/M/United States)   
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   Glass
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