How To Burn Toast
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Contenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture3h 1m
Dernière publication mar., nov. 8, 2016
One poet, one player, one homesick law student, a guy who's good with numbers, a previously stray cat, an unhealthy amount of pizza and me.
This is my life, and this is how to burn toast.
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𝗛𝗮𝗹𝗮𝘁: 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗿𝗲𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝗿𝗶𝗱𝗲
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