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It shouldn't break my grounding, Muscle under blubber under skin. But I feel sworn into a secret club It wasn't for lonely virtual lust (mostly) I just needed to remember. I stared at that skin soft as mine Goose bumped as mine Folded Bulging ***** Curving Jiggled **** Unsightly So many categories it can be tricky. How do I know if this body was posted as beauty Or horror? I'm part of that club. LIVING ORGANISM.
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Apr 2, 2014
Apr 2, 2014 at 1:22 AM UTC
And so...I'll Keep Eating
It shouldn't break my grounding, Muscle under blubber under skin. But I feel sworn into a secret club It wasn't for lonely virtual lust (mostly) I just needed to remember. I stared at that skin soft as mine Goose bumped as mine Folded Bulging ***** Curving Jiggled **** Unsightly So many categories it can be tricky. How do I know if this body was posted as beauty Or horror? I'm part of that club. LIVING ORGANISM.
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Apr 2, 2014
Apr 2, 2014 at 1:22 AM UTC
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