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My friend burns slow I put her to my lips and draw then exhale smoke The tar stains my teeth and lungs. I enjoy her presence because she makes me feel young.
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Jul 19, 2018
Jul 19, 2018 at 4:54 PM UTC
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My friend burns slow I put her to my lips and draw then exhale smoke The tar stains my teeth and lungs. I enjoy her presence because she makes me feel young.
ScorpioKing
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21/M/NorShor
Jul 19, 2018
Jul 19, 2018 at 4:54 PM UTC
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