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Name: Ms. Thunder Thighs
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Lost in her mind, are the answers to the questions she searched all day to find, and she thinks, “When he’s gone I feel him, but I don’t think I need him…”
She said “It’s time, to slow it down, To take it easy, to show you around.” She said her heart’s an open wound right now, It just takes time to come back around. And I don’t want you to think that there was anything false between us, Cause you know that every word I said I meant with all my heart. And you know that every moment that was shared between us, Meant the world to me.. |
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i'm hanging my paper cranes on my dinning room wall till i get 1000.
then i'll make a wish.
we know how the story goes.
Chris is doing his first attempt at one of my favorite dishes ever.
i'm stoaked.
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i like fried ocra, raw fish, seaweed salad, but fresh cactus fruits texture is just too much for me.
i have one more. maybe i will give it one more shot.
we took them out for a walk today. all four.
they hung around, those fuckers are fast.
i've been letting them chill most of the day.
still no tank. oops.
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