IT WASN’T LIKE THAT, THAT’S NOT THE WAY IT WAS
Freight and four sugars
really knocking things
loose for me I like the
sound of a milder orange
not so sure about mosquito
blood you heart him like
the son you'll never have
can you help find me?
really knocking things
loose for me I like the
sound of a milder orange
not so sure about mosquito
blood you heart him like
the son you'll never have
can you help find me?
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posted by Steve Caratzas at 6:32 PM
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"i like the sound of a milder oragne." Yes.
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