No one in particular. No one. Hornier than me. Gas, Superintendent. William, Frasier. Microbrewery. Feeling Clown.
Feeling Clown
Gas
Me
Hornier
No one
No one in particular
I write a combination of prose and song that narrate preserving cultural dialect and heritage between him and her.
You are not the one. Same Racist Shit. Mistake. Temporary. Not until you could appreciate a man being saved. Offer some explanation. E laps....
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