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Jul 2020
I’m saved.
Sad I meant.
What does it matter it’s done now.
How done though?
Spillage?
Fallout?
Nah, they’ve ****** off to pudding.
And it’s not me so happy days.
Fucksake, turns out they hate apple pie.
Maniacal Escape
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Maniacal Escape  30/M/lancashire
(30/M/lancashire)   
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   Claira Lymei and Imran Islam
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