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Apr 2014
When I look out the window what do I see? I see all kinds of ******* trickin on the street. When I go shopping I see people huging a man and when they finish huging they give there number to a stranger that is hot and ****. I turn a round and say that stupid *****. She's a trick of a ****
Love is not what u call it
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Kyla Shears
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