The day's heat washed from my skin, a glass of cold water because cold water taste better than everything, in range of the turning fan, the incense smoke wiggles and twists. Yankees versus Mariners on mute, fingers on the laptopcock.
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Always pulling up Pulling up Pulling up Pulling up My fucking pants Fucking low rise shit Who’s brilliant idea was this? Sister Golden Hair...
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its like i dont know what my problem is i cant write any words .wellonly dumb ones. every day i want to talk to u but i open this siteand i ...
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After a few more than 2500 posts the Nine is moving to Tumblr. Blogger is RIP. We enjoyed our stay. http://jjffjj.tumblr.com/
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if i accidentally come up to you and ask to give you a no strings attached blowjob i hope it is ty or otto cuz at least it would be nice to ...
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You sang a song on the train today that I really needed to hear. I pulled out my earbuds and listened and the voice and the words were oh so...
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I watched The Voice at work today and I thought I would hate it because Adam Levine is a dick and so is the token country dude they have an...
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And this is why I love the Nines: I was going to write a poem de love. It was going to be titled "You Can Eat My Balls Bitch." B...
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This is how I want to die
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I always vote for the person I want to fuck.