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Jun 2017
call it quits for me, i'm getting ***** eyed; no, really, when i slump into looking donkey-***** eyed, and i haven't smoked anything "funny", call it quits for me... i'll tell you to tell them that i only need an comfy arm-chair, you translate that in whatever wording you like.*

yeaaaaaaah...
   fair enough,
you have your
sober opnions;
i'm about
to get ****** &
tickle myself;
+marvin gaye?
well, d'uh;
   that gotta be
the new, or rather
the aversion
toward the
                 #stag.
Mateuš Conrad
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Mateuš Conrad  34/M/Essex (England)
(34/M/Essex (England))   
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