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Your skin is so white perfect (as a freshly fallen snow) I love the smell of you I love touching you I love you and I want to marry you... So will you please marry me now? And I jumped in the middle of night from my bed because that man was not the one sleeping to my left....
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Feb 12, 2017
Feb 12, 2017 at 12:39 PM UTC
Nightmare
Your skin is so white perfect (as a freshly fallen snow) I love the smell of you I love touching you I love you and I want to marry you... So will you please marry me now? And I jumped in the middle of night from my bed because that man was not the one sleeping to my left....
monika
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Feb 12, 2017
Feb 12, 2017 at 12:39 PM UTC
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