I lock this door before you leave, is it divine? Stay and drink the drink of my piss-n-wine. Be angered in through me your departure will never be. I'm the girl with the red dress black lip-stick,pretty tense. But these pills shall devour the stress. Day rape sour scream, bondage and vasoline. So cold ,sore muscle ,everlasting rubbing pleasure.
Reason for writing:
MY IMaGinATIon
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