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sitting there, looking pretty i can't help but wonder starting to feel a little witty hope i don't make a blunder eyes lock, and you beckon me closer and of course hope you don't think i'm a loser in your delirium, giving me the source fingers touch, electricity courses through my veins my eyes go wider as i look down and confusion pertains who the **** gets drunk on apple cider?
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Dec 1, 2019
Dec 1, 2019 at 12:31 PM UTC
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sitting there, looking pretty i can't help but wonder starting to feel a little witty hope i don't make a blunder eyes lock, and you beckon me closer and of course hope you don't think i'm a loser in your delirium, giving me the source fingers touch, electricity courses through my veins my eyes go wider as i look down and confusion pertains who the **** gets drunk on apple cider?
guess im on a roll today
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21/F/arcadia
Dec 1, 2019
Dec 1, 2019 at 12:31 PM UTC
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