Tammy, even in this dim light I can see that your eyes are like small clocks and your feet are like barges on the Monongahela River that wreck into Pittsburghers on purpose. by ꜱᴜᴢʏ ʙᴇʀʟɪɴꜱᴋʏ

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Jan 11

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ꜱᴜᴢʏ ʙᴇʀʟɪɴꜱᴋʏ Simpang Bedok, Singapore

(Simpang Bedok, Singapore)

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