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razor wayans damon blades: DEMENTIA
i’ll go. @dead man
bellowing. get a load of dementia’s exposure developing. throwing salt, to the antithesis. slowly over the anesthetist’s shoulder. syringes leave hickeys 1-on-1 with a gypsy. there’s whiskey in my whiskey the fact of the matter is grizzly. bare with me, here I swear by polar bears, that he’s such a bipolar. swear poetic decay, is the most sensual way to erupt, tonic say hello to my little friend, my scarred face tells one hell of a love sonnet my captcha read “the end is near”, so i typed in ink “posthumous” registered to a site about fear; except with a hint of post-modernist go |
oh hi this was gr8
more next time? |
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Needs more autism
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i concur, make this longer. this has mad potensh
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thank you so much
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thanks!!
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Short but dope. Agree with everyone saying that this should be longer.
my captcha read “the end is near”, so i typed in ink “posthumous” ^ Dope shit. Looking forward to read from you. |
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