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Trust fund brats will inherit social media.
Your silicone tits your gym slave ass look fabulous
in any available light. Work it, baby.
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Art is not your Walmart receipt soggy with ketchup.
Poetry is not your spread legs in booty call bed.
Numbers are nada in hungry welfare bitch mouth.
Any available asshole will inherit social media.
Your filtered as fuck face your fucking latte
look the same as every other face and latte
but carry on, baby.
An eager world
awaits.
Poetry is not your dick pic in an 8X10 glossy.
Numbers are maggots in a dead president's asshole.
Trust fund brats will inherit social media.
Your silicone tits your gym slave ass look fabulous
in any available light. Work it, baby.
Work it work it so motherfucking hard.
Art is not your Walmart receipt soggy with ketchup.
Poetry is not your spread legs in booty call bed.
Numbers are nada in hungry welfare bitch mouth.
Any available asshole will inherit social media.
Your filtered as fuck face your fucking latte
look the same as every other face and latte
but carry on, baby.
An eager world
awaits.
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