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What am I doing ? I came just for my slice Strawberries on top...yep that's about right. Or left how this party looks My mind is still filthy And the captain that just walked looks good with a hook Forks raised and red cups ablaze If i keep looking down I know he's going to notice these thoughts.... Blue eyed and blonde with a smile behind the brace-ses.... When he asked me to take him with me I ...I...could of swore with skin like that and pacsun shirt I thought he was brace-ses. And nooooowww laying on this couch with him and nothing on I'm holding back every possibility. But im getting beat by Aero postle fra- -------grance.
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Feb 3, 2025
Feb 3, 2025 at 3:39 AM UTC
Black boys love strawberry pie
What am I doing ? I came just for my slice Strawberries on top...yep that's about right. Or left how this party looks My mind is still filthy And the captain that just walked looks good with a hook Forks raised and red cups ablaze If i keep looking down I know he's going to notice these thoughts.... Blue eyed and blonde with a smile behind the brace-ses.... When he asked me to take him with me I ...I...could of swore with skin like that and pacsun shirt I thought he was brace-ses. And nooooowww laying on this couch with him and nothing on I'm holding back every possibility. But im getting beat by Aero postle fra- -------grance.
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Feb 3, 2025
Feb 3, 2025 at 3:39 AM UTC
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