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childrens show my ass

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I couldn’t explain why I did this, even if I tried.

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#(out of mobster)#kankri you ass

In case you were wondering, this is my new blog that I’m working on

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(…..just wondering about this…how many people ship me with pm mun?)

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All of them

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He returned the hug

"Thank you, Madame" he smiled, enjoying the feeling of comfort between them

sweatandb100d

She holds him close for as long as he allows it. “It is not a problem, my life was controlled but at least I was safe.”

lordof3ngl1sh

"Well, mine wasn't, I thank you for understanding" he closed his eyes, slowly beginning to fall asleep

I'll be on less for a while, since I'm having to deal with running two blogs...I'll try to be on every night, but I'm. Not sure if I can

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lordof3ngl1sh

"Trust me..,you wouldn’t have…living in constant fear of wing shot, in a shoddy apartment infested with rats, I can barely remember anything after the age of fourteen, and before the age of seventeen. I remember the day my father died…shot through the heart I thought he never...

lordof3ngl1sh

He returned the hug "Thank you, Madame" he smiled, enjoying the feeling of comfort between them

I'm gonna go set up another blog right now (will be on mobile as I do so)

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lordof3ngl1sh

"Well, when I was a boy, I grew up between London and Murmansk, so I know what you mean…I remember how back then, the sky was so inadequate in the city…at least in Murmansk you could easily lose track of the City…in London…very hard." He chuckled, reveling in his memories…and…

lordof3ngl1sh

"Trust me..,you wouldn’t have…living in constant fear of wing shot, in a shoddy apartment infested with rats, I can barely remember anything after the age of fourteen, and before the age of seventeen. I remember the day my father died…shot through the heart I thought he never had…I was the heir apparent, and I swore I would cloud my head any longer." He was in tears now, it seemed the drink had made him remember the past, but where he was, who he was with.

"On that day, I threw a kilo of cannabis, three ounces of cocaine, and an ounce of heroin in the fire…and never looked back."

#sweatandb100d