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Piss orf.
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We were playing football in the park, you had your hearts top on. After every header you stopped to sort your hair. You laughed so much.
In the dream I was looking at you in awe. I woke and felt I had just spent the day with you in heaven. Then reality sets in and I lose you all over again. |
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This Witch doesn't burn
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Aw Parmy, your son is alive and well in your heart, he was obviously too good for this world
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'put a bit of lippy on and run a brush through your hair, we are alcoholics, not savages' Quote:
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the funk of 40,000 years!
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Sounds like the most wonderful dream, Parmnion.
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+ Jesus loves you, everyone else thinks you're an asshole + ![]() |
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