a lady bug sits on screen, taunting me. how lucky am I? how tasty is this freedom, every sp0t someone else has stood, the art has been done, the love has been stolen. wow. once somethings gets so comfortible, we want it uncomfortible, we think that queitly to our selfs. let lose chaos..some more then just the high school talk we spoke. the more
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