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the postprandial ire of the sassiest, snazziest deaf gringa with the most awesome, plush tempurpedic heart. it regenerates after each degenerate. zeus cruz sparks my resincore. and, shit, i missed me.

Monday, March 19, 2012

preying on a dime

shilling for time.

to say little to nothing.
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