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WARNING: THIS IS EXCEEDINGLY EXPLICIT... (when for a pinpoint (the exact moment) i am nurses sift home again EKG's it all went wrong CT scans on the timeline i will repeat this then i am whole again i will defeat this hole again) when I first there was had in my stockings caught it something about the small red, i did not believe it. them like cardboard, and ******* now i, caught saw it, my ****** high heels, i did not believe it. them kunts like cardboard as a child i loved and the great swan **** with a straight razor, hot water, shaving cream dragging these white are in four directions ******* my ***   hows my ***** sheets me with a ***** and licking she said for another my thick dark ***** juice colors my arms have too many carry the face of  emptinesses  i  **** me *** tongue on shooting that i did not look regarding my ***  me blow jobs  with **** *** in attention. cannot help what wet ***** happens in me pink ****** fingers will happen without  smiling attention. I  ripped dripping my bra off ******* off i do not think so. i do not think so. the moon's concern is with my ***** ******* hard. **** me **** me with the particles of destruction i **** up.  am i my **** a pulse hard and swallowing lick my ***** loved its perfections **** is my dead self    one that **** could is not flat only be perfect  such flatness cannot make a heaven  i am not ugly.  i am even beautiful.
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Aug 7, 2013
Aug 7, 2013 at 11:43 PM UTC
3 women ******* and chopped) (EXPLICIT)
WARNING: THIS IS EXCEEDINGLY EXPLICIT... (when for a pinpoint (the exact moment) i am nurses sift home again EKG's it all went wrong CT scans on the timeline i will repeat this then i am whole again i will defeat this hole again) when I first there was had in my stockings caught it something about the small red, i did not believe it. them like cardboard, and ******* now i, caught saw it, my ****** high heels, i did not believe it. them kunts like cardboard as a child i loved and the great swan **** with a straight razor, hot water, shaving cream dragging these white are in four directions ******* my ***   hows my ***** sheets me with a ***** and licking she said for another my thick dark ***** juice colors my arms have too many carry the face of  emptinesses  i  **** me *** tongue on shooting that i did not look regarding my ***  me blow jobs  with **** *** in attention. cannot help what wet ***** happens in me pink ****** fingers will happen without  smiling attention. I  ripped dripping my bra off ******* off i do not think so. i do not think so. the moon's concern is with my ***** ******* hard. **** me **** me with the particles of destruction i **** up.  am i my **** a pulse hard and swallowing lick my ***** loved its perfections **** is my dead self    one that **** could is not flat only be perfect  such flatness cannot make a heaven  i am not ugly.  i am even beautiful.
brian-oblivion
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Aug 7, 2013
Aug 7, 2013 at 11:43 PM UTC
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