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By angieubaldo Date: 2002 May 29 Comment on this Work [[2002.05.29.07.33.10964]] |
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this is so easy... fleeting, flings. running from love... storms, but never any rain... no casualties. just casual, encounters, mostly under the influence, of some intoxicating substance... I like this. no broken hearts... just broken morals... give it to me, and no one gets hurt let me breathe your breath and never get taken over by the foul smell. |