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Oct 2020
Introvert with a constant filter...
A concert killer..
Nausea type of sickness
***** spills...
Get the comet and the coffin
Mac Miller got the process splinter...
Remember that video with 5 inch punch in the koffin filmed here....

Bad *** scenario... we start apocalyptic guns... I Orbit on morbid shock.. but I claim im God for fun... until they actually prove it... I'm constant haunted blood... remote control on court room comet... vomet clean and scrub.... its beyond a doubt no claiming fraud to run... I pause.. he walks... I do my time... I want the longest hugs.... and when he remembers im God... I speak in common tongue..
And bless my body... and my honor for what your bodies done...
Jordan Gablehouse
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Jordan Gablehouse  27/Two-Spirit/Canada
(27/Two-Spirit/Canada)   
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