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Monday, September 14, 2009

suck baby suck .




the result of pop culture; bored, alcohol fuelled perversions .

how serious? take it as you will.
bananananananaaaaaa .
Posted by X at 1:15 AM
Labels: alcohol, death of innocence, eighteen, me, you

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