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I can still be nice, even as i slice your neck. What you lack in manners, you will earn in my respect, as all those pretty pink bubbles come bubbling out of your neck. Nicety. Slicing the grumpies with said mutual respect, instead somethings are better left unsaid through the smiling cleft in your neck. Don't be nervous just yet, as the shivers nurture the onset of your ejection to Set. Elect a breath, to let go of the mess you made, and stow the experiences of this place in your wake. Just go the **** away.
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Mar 3, 2013
Mar 3, 2013 at 11:56 AM UTC
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I can still be nice, even as i slice your neck. What you lack in manners, you will earn in my respect, as all those pretty pink bubbles come bubbling out of your neck. Nicety. Slicing the grumpies with said mutual respect, instead somethings are better left unsaid through the smiling cleft in your neck. Don't be nervous just yet, as the shivers nurture the onset of your ejection to Set. Elect a breath, to let go of the mess you made, and stow the experiences of this place in your wake. Just go the **** away.
Mikhael
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Mar 3, 2013
Mar 3, 2013 at 11:56 AM UTC
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