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i don't know what i want any more there's a bitter taste in my mouth and french kisses don't even fix it apparently i've developed a tolerance to sweet breath and a tongue on my **** take my hand or my waist either way is a waste of time i don't think i'll ever be good i've tried to be nice and i was misunderstood
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Sep 10, 2015
Sep 10, 2015 at 8:38 PM UTC
a bitter breath
i don't know what i want any more there's a bitter taste in my mouth and french kisses don't even fix it apparently i've developed a tolerance to sweet breath and a tongue on my **** take my hand or my waist either way is a waste of time i don't think i'll ever be good i've tried to be nice and i was misunderstood
emmy-dawn
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Sep 10, 2015
Sep 10, 2015 at 8:38 PM UTC
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