Loss&Found
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Last published Thu, Sep 25, 2014
Niggas be scared to let another person know how they fell.I say this because i know i am.It might be a girl might be a boy, who care like the fuck come on now shut up cause their you have a secret to!!!Im still list in my feeling i wonder if she or he gay.I need to be dope on this earth still us mother fucker.Do he are she like me.......
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