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i found it buried in the couch stuck between two cuushions next to an old cheeto come home be with me i let you throw your shorn leg along side me requested acutally but before "come here be with me" i leaked me i got a minor in dogs who knows what i was talking about you walked in and shook me to my core no not apple what was i saying
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Mar 28, 2013
Mar 28, 2013 at 7:38 PM UTC
our love isnt lost
i found it buried in the couch stuck between two cuushions next to an old cheeto come home be with me i let you throw your shorn leg along side me requested acutally but before "come here be with me" i leaked me i got a minor in dogs who knows what i was talking about you walked in and shook me to my core no not apple what was i saying
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Mar 28, 2013
Mar 28, 2013 at 7:38 PM UTC
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