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TAs you want to meet right now but havent part X (pg. 37)
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| Demoted |
| Seppuku. I want to meet whoever the hell that is. |
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| Demoted |
| Stop acting like you know me and start remembering Dre. |
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| Seppuku |
We'll meet again.
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| Renzo |
| I wanna meet Demoted because he has the humor of a man, but the private parts of a woman. |
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| enydo |
Chick is so hot, can I get her number?
Let's all just meet up and beat off furiously in a small, unfurnished room together. No touching though. |
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| Seppuku |
| quote: | Originally posted by enydo
Chick is so hot, can I get her number?
Let's all just meet up and beat off furiously in a small, unfurnished room together. No touching though. |
We brought her to Bazzaar the other night, and she literally went insane. Ashley moved in with her Saturday night and moved out the next morning, bitch was so psycho. She's also an escort. |
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| enydo |
Well...?
I definitely need her number now. |
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| Seppuku |
| Yeah, I've got it. Hold on. |
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| Demoted |
| quote: | Originally posted by Seppuku
We'll meet again.
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Stark, all stark. A certain moment ebbs. The streets these days appear to be doused in sweat.
Fervent motions yielding yet more, a toiling expose. She lived it out. Her lips only parted for three things, and she was getting monetary replacement for one of them. Her shoulders, though uneven, gave off her untimely disposition.
Out there, in the back, where the whispers dare to linger, and where every stop is partly not and feathers filtered by fingers. Docile was her enumeration, her legs made of brittle chalk. A trail of blood, a streaming tear, yet she could hardly talk.
Yet she was thirty dollars richer. Enough to sustain. And, well, it's only April now, there's plenty of time left to reach fame. |
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| enydo |
| I'm so glad you posted this here as well, Adam. |
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