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Cold pizza. Storm of the century. Draped in lies & love. Funny glasses. Shark tank disaster. Too old & cold for ******** Flashed before me. Rollerskates. Pardon me, "-blades." Don't like pizza crust. Manning up, facing demons. Worst midnight snack ever.
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Jul 9, 2013
Jul 9, 2013 at 11:55 AM UTC
You wouldn't understand ('cause I don't)
Cold pizza. Storm of the century. Draped in lies & love. Funny glasses. Shark tank disaster. Too old & cold for ******** Flashed before me. Rollerskates. Pardon me, "-blades." Don't like pizza crust. Manning up, facing demons. Worst midnight snack ever.
ruth-forberg
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Jul 9, 2013
Jul 9, 2013 at 11:55 AM UTC
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