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Low hanging fruit; I had to cut, a minor nip and tuck could subdue the need to give a **** I wish you luck; may the Lord lift you up, you never held me down, therefore whiskey cups will fix me up until I find someone new to pick me up.
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Nov 16, 2021
Nov 16, 2021 at 5:21 PM UTC
Someone New
Low hanging fruit; I had to cut, a minor nip and tuck could subdue the need to give a **** I wish you luck; may the Lord lift you up, you never held me down, therefore whiskey cups will fix me up until I find someone new to pick me up.
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25/M/Los Angeles
Nov 16, 2021
Nov 16, 2021 at 5:21 PM UTC
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