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sell souls to the nicotine dogs that gnaw on your fingertips, and beg for bone as crunchy costs of habit.
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Apr 4, 2019
Apr 4, 2019 at 3:43 PM UTC
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sell souls to the nicotine dogs that gnaw on your fingertips, and beg for bone as crunchy costs of habit.
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30/Cisgender/Ohio
Apr 4, 2019
Apr 4, 2019 at 3:43 PM UTC
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