i'm not even pretty but my voice reeks of *** and my fingertips leave stains on everyone i touch
they can't forget me
can't live without me
Sep 7, 2017
Sep 7, 2017 at 6:38 PM UTC
i'm not even pretty but my voice reeks of *** and my fingertips leave stains on everyone i touch
they can't forget me
can't live without me
'we're going to have *** eventually' he said, before he could recall the face of his girlfriend or the fist of my boyfriend
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