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Does it burden you to say that you can barely measure the length of your tongue? I wasn't here out of my own volition. We're just literally bound by blood. So... Here's your free pass. You can frolic all you'd like. For the six quintillionth time, Here's your pass. It's not like most people reap what is sown. At least I have my sanctum residing here. I don't know what I'd do if you stepped inside.
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Oct 1, 2018
Oct 1, 2018 at 11:56 AM UTC
Your Incessant Moaning
Does it burden you to say that you can barely measure the length of your tongue? I wasn't here out of my own volition. We're just literally bound by blood. So... Here's your free pass. You can frolic all you'd like. For the six quintillionth time, Here's your pass. It's not like most people reap what is sown. At least I have my sanctum residing here. I don't know what I'd do if you stepped inside.
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M/New Jersey, USA
Oct 1, 2018
Oct 1, 2018 at 11:56 AM UTC
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