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A cat will play with a ball of yarn to satiate its boredom And in that analogy you are the ball of yarn. You are but a trinket to be discarded A piece of lint in my pocket the thought of you makes me ***** are you mentally ******** I am indeed an ******* in so many languages Connard in French Kiss you until your lingeries are drenched Mudak in Russian between your thighs a slippery discussion Culus in Latin Feast on my rigid baton
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Aug 13, 2017
Aug 13, 2017 at 3:50 AM UTC
A middle finger's reply to a ***
A cat will play with a ball of yarn to satiate its boredom And in that analogy you are the ball of yarn. You are but a trinket to be discarded A piece of lint in my pocket the thought of you makes me ***** are you mentally ******** I am indeed an ******* in so many languages Connard in French Kiss you until your lingeries are drenched Mudak in Russian between your thighs a slippery discussion Culus in Latin Feast on my rigid baton
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24/M/Arnhem
Aug 13, 2017
Aug 13, 2017 at 3:50 AM UTC
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