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I’m saved. Sad I meant. What does it matter it’s done now. How done though? Spillage? Fallout? Nah, they’ve ****** off to pudding. And it’s not me so happy days. Fucksake, turns out they hate apple pie.
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Jul 11, 2020
Jul 11, 2020 at 8:29 AM UTC
eyes on mains.
I’m saved. Sad I meant. What does it matter it’s done now. How done though? Spillage? Fallout? Nah, they’ve ****** off to pudding. And it’s not me so happy days. Fucksake, turns out they hate apple pie.
#pudding#fucksake
ManiacalEscape
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ManiacalEscape
30/M/lancashire
Jul 11, 2020
Jul 11, 2020 at 8:29 AM UTC
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