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there is this chick across the street walking her lemur— wow I wonder if the lemur likes to roleplay as a bird. on the street, i am not alone—for i have my chicken McNuggets and i can hear the translucent ocean through a floating **** cheek have you ever seen a young fawn in a window? Yeah, me neither. But i do like to eat wooden tables. i want to blog about how the sky is filled with clouds that look like the inside of a pillow.
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Aug 18, 2017
Aug 18, 2017 at 3:59 PM UTC
across the sreet
there is this chick across the street walking her lemur— wow I wonder if the lemur likes to roleplay as a bird. on the street, i am not alone—for i have my chicken McNuggets and i can hear the translucent ocean through a floating **** cheek have you ever seen a young fawn in a window? Yeah, me neither. But i do like to eat wooden tables. i want to blog about how the sky is filled with clouds that look like the inside of a pillow.
sam-stone-grenier
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Aug 18, 2017
Aug 18, 2017 at 3:59 PM UTC
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