sometimes late a night I visit this website just to see if my thoughts are normal
no sweetie...we are not normal
my loveliest memory of you was the evening your brushed my hair for hours
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I dont think of you as much as i used to
and then slowly licked my juicy vagina
in fact, I could care less about you anymore
you must be very flexible
I spent my life worrying about not being beautiful only to realise that the truely beautiful are the minority, the rest of us ugly fuckers make up the majority
i can put my feet behind my ears if you like it like that
you must be very flexible
better to feel beautiful than to worry about your beauty
why does everything have to be so deepsurely there is something to paddling on the surface
we all need to come up for air now and then
what is your name?
where are you?
I wonder how many people are here
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can my brother read the mindless shit Im throwing on this canvas?
i'm near washington dc
Jo - Australia