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Mar 2018
You're Not My Diary to tell you everything.
Being with other friends can't **** you within.
Why would I explain to you?
There's nothing wrong for what we did.

We have rights to do something we want to.
Do you want us to be dogs to just follow around you?
If we didn't say something to you, it's not crime.
If we tell the reason, your face will be broken like you ate a lime.
Tsk tsk tsk
Scaevola Lisianthus
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Scaevola Lisianthus  F/Somewhere
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