Sex is good, not bad
Dear Mom,
I have thought that I can't love a whore.
I can.
I was treating myself as being a drug, a bitch, a poem.
I am a flow.
Give and I am loving; love and I am happy.
Laughing to me is my baby.
I said good happiness is feeling shitty.
That's terrible.
A guest of a woman loves change.
Stay loving and delectable, Goddess.
Peace and change
A brick teacher made change good
A feeling woman is her
Moods do give home
Another place for change
A cocksucking change
A nut
Dyke gold
A flow borrowed Julia and just liked loving that bitch.
A mother of feelings did give her a warrior
Me sensible but not Bruce
Tape
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