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Jul 2017
There is nothing about me that is as delectable
as your hordes of ******.

I'm sorry that my belly jiggles more than my ***.

I'm sorry that I don't have the time or money
to spend on looking like a ****.

I'm sorry that I'm not even worth getting blow jobs from any more.

I wish I was even worth kissing.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
Qynn
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Qynn  23/F/Pittsburgh
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