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Snort Inhale Swallow Repeat Your cold and bony hands are occupied by xanax and a square So you can’t touch my soul anymore
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Jul 21, 2017
Jul 21, 2017 at 9:58 PM UTC
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Snort Inhale Swallow Repeat Your cold and bony hands are occupied by xanax and a square So you can’t touch my soul anymore
Lately my friend has been too into drugs...I'm never one to judge what anyone does, but she's my best friend, and I'm scared for her sometimes...
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Jul 21, 2017
Jul 21, 2017 at 9:58 PM UTC
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