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Empty gurgling stomach, dizzy lightened head, I love the taste of life, but I’m never fully fed. I always end up gorging, til I retch and spit, practice temperance they say, but I won't hear that ****
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Feb 5, 2016
Feb 5, 2016 at 2:18 PM UTC
Hungry
Empty gurgling stomach, dizzy lightened head, I love the taste of life, but I’m never fully fed. I always end up gorging, til I retch and spit, practice temperance they say, but I won't hear that ****
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Feb 5, 2016
Feb 5, 2016 at 2:18 PM UTC
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