deal with it, he said.

i deplore you.

control cowered cunt vomitus your sour sex upon thine own man and fuck this war daisy. miss catholic bitch in heat. falsify freewill god the father fuck free will you win! motherfucker.

Win! c’mon be a winner.

study those lines bitch. engorge your sex or self in fever feast of famine behind that pretty petty smile.

observe.
over
there

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clemency failed slight of hand . tongue in cheek hand lift thigh from cheek to cheek . now peer into your vanity sin. peer. and peer closer

peer until you scratch off your skin

people are not made of stone mythology is not found on fairy tale. There is no one to stick to, come peter. come dick.

 Love,
Tinkerbell.

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