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Chapped Lips (BrainRAPE) Women have brutally ***** my mind, cursing my physicality. My eyes are celestial ghosts. My pores are drilled against pine pieces. Little fingernail pieces… I clutch my hands together to guard my fingernails from buzzards. I **** chicken gizzards into my mouth, raw. With chapped lips. They have chapped lips, all of them. Chapped lips to **** in their food.
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Aug 1, 2014
Aug 1, 2014 at 10:39 PM UTC
Chapped Lips (BrainRAPE)
Chapped Lips (BrainRAPE) Women have brutally ***** my mind, cursing my physicality. My eyes are celestial ghosts. My pores are drilled against pine pieces. Little fingernail pieces… I clutch my hands together to guard my fingernails from buzzards. I **** chicken gizzards into my mouth, raw. With chapped lips. They have chapped lips, all of them. Chapped lips to **** in their food.
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Aug 1, 2014
Aug 1, 2014 at 10:39 PM UTC
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