Big Tits Chatted Up To Produce Bigger Tats Comments
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I remember once walking around,
As a child with an unchanged diaper.
I remember also getting low grades,
In math at an elementary school.
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Like an ostrich just bury your head in the snow...
'Wait a minute that bird doesn't do that.'
Are you sure?
Are you absolutely certain?
I mean have you ever even seen an ostrich in the snow?
'Well no, but..'
But what?
Tell me then how exactly you know?
Are you a bird expert who has put an ostrich in an environment that it not native too?
You know thats a cruel thing to do.
'No I'm telling that is not something they do.
'Just listen for once in your life because I think your confused.'
Nah I'm not.
Expression so old can become stale and rot.
So I'm seeking my own refuge.
A camp of new reality and dimensions.
All each with their own intention.
A deluge of ideas to portray a different existence of each and every day.
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Like an ostrich just bury your head in the snow... 'Wait a minute that bird doesn't do that.' Are you sure? Are you absolutely certain? I mean have you ever even seen an ostrich in the snow? 'Well no, but..' But what? Tell me then how exactly you know? Are you a bird expert who has put an ostrich in an environment that it not native too? You know thats a cruel thing to do. 'No I'm telling that is not something they do. 'Just listen for once in your life because I think your confused.' Nah I'm not. Expression so old can become stale and rot. So I'm seeking my own refuge. A camp of new reality and dimensions. All each with their own intention. A deluge of ideas to portray a different existence of each and every day.