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i'm 7 1/2 inches  old. 8  by you.left. a film on me like melatonin.leaking outside of it.vocaloid choaking. kawaii grunge in the   waterlogged meniscus.my genocide- your ears.ihate the way it ran down the wall then.   better.if i crouch inside your cradleface18+ years ago. like an inflammation.    you qualify for recursion_   like the newer- more appealing nightterrors.we escape      certain allegories. by gutting them. filigree- whipped outside.to punish the exhibitionist inside: your lanky breathing.i am tired of borrowing your guilt i must be good.you think.i break my wrist. we. anyways,.
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Feb 17, 2016
Feb 17, 2016 at 2:12 AM UTC
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i'm 7 1/2 inches  old. 8  by you.left. a film on me like melatonin.leaking outside of it.vocaloid choaking. kawaii grunge in the   waterlogged meniscus.my genocide- your ears.ihate the way it ran down the wall then.   better.if i crouch inside your cradleface18+ years ago. like an inflammation.    you qualify for recursion_   like the newer- more appealing nightterrors.we escape      certain allegories. by gutting them. filigree- whipped outside.to punish the exhibitionist inside: your lanky breathing.i am tired of borrowing your guilt i must be good.you think.i break my wrist. we. anyways,.
k_faye
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33/M/American
Feb 17, 2016
Feb 17, 2016 at 2:12 AM UTC
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