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You make me go; sdjfhjfhgdsfg. My heart races. My palms get sweaty. When we're on the phone, I'm controlled by my hormones.
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Nov 5, 2011
Nov 5, 2011 at 12:53 AM UTC
I like your body, I love your heart.
You make me go; sdjfhjfhgdsfg. My heart races. My palms get sweaty. When we're on the phone, I'm controlled by my hormones.
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Nov 5, 2011
Nov 5, 2011 at 12:53 AM UTC
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