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I promised I wouldn't pitch a fit, but that was young me, and see, experiences since then, well, do you know how hard it is to find love as a chick with a **** Somehow, I bet not. I bet not, somehow. I promised I'd do what I wanted, and I have done, and I do, experiences since then, well, they've left me longing for you, longing for touches, eager to please. I keep my ***** part of me, as that's what I want. I keep wishing that someone will love that part of me. I'm flaw to the flawless, baby. Lesbians don't want this. Gay men don't want it. Straight women don't want this. Straight men don't want it. Somehow, I bet not. I bet not, somehow. And tomorrow I might die in hellfire   (where are you?) dropped from the air or shot from the ocean,    (kiss me.) I might be a corpse in another war,    (where are you?) big future fame for the sideline casualty. Kiss my lips and let me know my pulse is visible to you.
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Apr 1, 2019
Apr 1, 2019 at 11:08 PM UTC
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I promised I wouldn't pitch a fit, but that was young me, and see, experiences since then, well, do you know how hard it is to find love as a chick with a **** Somehow, I bet not. I bet not, somehow. I promised I'd do what I wanted, and I have done, and I do, experiences since then, well, they've left me longing for you, longing for touches, eager to please. I keep my ***** part of me, as that's what I want. I keep wishing that someone will love that part of me. I'm flaw to the flawless, baby. Lesbians don't want this. Gay men don't want it. Straight women don't want this. Straight men don't want it. Somehow, I bet not. I bet not, somehow. And tomorrow I might die in hellfire   (where are you?) dropped from the air or shot from the ocean,    (kiss me.) I might be a corpse in another war,    (where are you?) big future fame for the sideline casualty. Kiss my lips and let me know my pulse is visible to you.
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Apr 1, 2019
Apr 1, 2019 at 11:08 PM UTC
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