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i have tea bags hanging from a tack they are tangled like our legs and you whispering "i want to hold something of yours" i will create a *** for you you're welcome to carry it and ask for donations because God knows Lord knows Buddha knows that *** will never never never be enough.
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Jan 14, 2013
Jan 14, 2013 at 12:32 AM UTC
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i have tea bags hanging from a tack they are tangled like our legs and you whispering "i want to hold something of yours" i will create a *** for you you're welcome to carry it and ask for donations because God knows Lord knows Buddha knows that *** will never never never be enough.
kalena-leone
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Jan 14, 2013
Jan 14, 2013 at 12:32 AM UTC
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