All of my ramblings on one site ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Bye bye beautiful My stomach is squeemish under much regret. I wont be set free until the third of january. And then I'll finally be what you want. Blue eyes or not. Will someone put my contacts in? Two minutes til we get off at the death camp, and I still havent finished my coffee. 7:55 am - December 5 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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