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this is some kind of torture I felt like Alex must have when they had him strapped in] and poored drugs in his eyes and showed him images he had to learn to despise but he didn't wanna learn and neither do I Lipstick Cigarette ******* kisses In low light bars where the only witness is your own **** conscience and how she loves to tease draws you down to your knees before snarling her teeth.
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Oct 12, 2012
Oct 12, 2012 at 7:47 AM UTC
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this is some kind of torture I felt like Alex must have when they had him strapped in] and poored drugs in his eyes and showed him images he had to learn to despise but he didn't wanna learn and neither do I Lipstick Cigarette ******* kisses In low light bars where the only witness is your own **** conscience and how she loves to tease draws you down to your knees before snarling her teeth.
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Oct 12, 2012 at 7:47 AM UTC
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