Take the blue plaid youth all the way to the end
A boy measuring your annoying boobs with a dick and counting
the ticking of the weather... no!
Back to the
moment when you were sitting in the back of the tram wrapped in sheets. Go for a date, go for a ride, oil all your cocks
He grabs your head, just pauses for a few seconds, and
life rushes away behind
you lumps
purple grape yellow apples bananas pears
full of sonny lost sony
just looking at you like a puppy and giving you an indescribable
"woof--" and handing you a caterpillar
sometimes used for Intimidating and deliberate. A heavy snow
blanketed the fields all winter
full of lost youth and lost sonny
its lonely glasses, the cold liquid on your legs
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