01-18-2013, 06:43 PM
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Ribbed for her pleasure
Join Date: Feb 2008
Location: In your wallet
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Closure, Melbourne Australia, 2007.
I want to hate fuck her.
Amelia. kiss those lips and tell her "We're never going to be together Like this again" And smile when she realises what she's lost. Spoon, sugar, bitter pill resentment is the opening of old doors closure can only be achieved by closure and I'm too busy knock three times it's locked for a reason
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01-20-2013, 03:54 PM
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UG Ninja
Join Date: Sep 2006
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A fine piece. It has its small impact, after all. Closure is closure right?
 Shouldn't be that hard to figure. But really... "I want to hate **** her"... what a curious line haha.
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