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Oct 2024
Cuddles
I misseth mine own loveth. I wisheth f'r h'r to beest in mine own arms. To has't the warmth of h'r corpse. H'r soft toucheth and coequal softer gazeth.
Austin
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Austin  24/M/Austin, TX (Hilariously)
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