Clear em out
Sometime on December 29, 2009
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Sometime on December 19, 2009
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Pull back across that taut gut; there’s n’ross for the chorale to broach in your abscence…haven’t they earned their holiday? Signatures pull that must - if they be deserv’ed ’nuff… be judge; paranonia vox. Read ohm apparent; voyeur, rector; abhorrent? Your call; aversion… “Yeah, I wanna live….” Being adds the expletives…
I’ve seen those new visions; pulled… Baz; all I can fix is that glance back.,,
I throw two extras: it be dit fer dash.
Windy chows
Sometime on December 15, 2009
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New paint. Lovely. Sold.
Breathless
Sometime on December 6, 2009
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Voyager
Sometime on December 4, 2009
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