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Profession professional student
Do you want children? Undecided/Open
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About Me
the sun is filled with ice and gives no warmth at all and the skies were never blue the stars are raindrops searching for a place to fall and i never cared for you
Living on the road my friend Was gonna keep you free and clean Now you wear your skin like iron Your breath's as hard as kerosene You weren't your mama's only boy But her favorite one it seems She began to cry when you said goodbye And sank into your dreams
gzm8558 has 2 roses that can be sent.
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