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cuffing season... Cuffing Season is upon us like that drunk homeless guy on a bus like we need a whole 6 months dedicated to lust I mean a few relationships might last but the majority go bust I sound bitter as all **** but I don't give a **** I guess me and love haven't really gotten along like a pit bull and a dove or a magician without a glove Me and love have a bipolar fixation no matter what my or its situation no rest for the wicked or the weary it seems, I mean I don't mind being single but **** it if I didn't Think cupid was being pretty mean it seems he has a thing for teaching you the hard way it's like he purposely Keeps his arrows away in Aphrodite's purse and she takes it personally
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Oct 1, 2014
Oct 1, 2014 at 3:33 PM UTC
Cuffing Season
cuffing season... Cuffing Season is upon us like that drunk homeless guy on a bus like we need a whole 6 months dedicated to lust I mean a few relationships might last but the majority go bust I sound bitter as all **** but I don't give a **** I guess me and love haven't really gotten along like a pit bull and a dove or a magician without a glove Me and love have a bipolar fixation no matter what my or its situation no rest for the wicked or the weary it seems, I mean I don't mind being single but **** it if I didn't Think cupid was being pretty mean it seems he has a thing for teaching you the hard way it's like he purposely Keeps his arrows away in Aphrodite's purse and she takes it personally
neroameealucard
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Oct 1, 2014
Oct 1, 2014 at 3:33 PM UTC
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