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31 AND HALLOWEEN
WAKING UP
DRINKING CAFFEINE
Feeling HORNY
LIKE CHARLIE SHEEN
Between the ages
of fifteen and eighteen
Love Fucking HALLOWEEN
I HATE THE COLOR GREEN
LOOKING AT
YOUR SILLY OUTFIT
I RATHER BE IN 😍 BETWEEN
Why don't you
come over and see
if I can scare your
Filthy clothes off
Something smells
Like
terrible hygiene
THERE GOES MY
31 AND
HALLOWEEN
DRINKING CAFFEINE
Feeling HORNY
LIKE CHARLIE SHEEN
Between the ages
of fifteen and eighteen
Love Fucking HALLOWEEN
I HATE THE COLOR GREEN
LOOKING AT
YOUR SILLY OUTFIT
I RATHER BE IN 😍 BETWEEN
Why don't you
come over and see
if I can scare your
Filthy clothes off
Something smells
Like
terrible hygiene
THERE GOES MY
31 AND
HALLOWEEN
Published 21st Oct 2022
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22nd Oct 2022 7:52am
22nd Oct 2022 2:54pm
Sad in a manner. Why. Why. Why do you hate the color green. The ultimate color of hope (for you: the hope to get laid on Halloween night?). Kisses, Robert.
24th Oct 2022 5:29pm
