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WHISKEY IS FOR FRIENDS
24 February 2011
lips
brisk your face of brass tacks
tell the mouth train to holler
back
atcha girl, i swell in the brain
when you see me see
how goddamned you can be
3 comments:
JESS!CA
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s0
wg...this saturday?
February 27, 2011 at 3:07 PM
justin ryan fyfe
said...
yeah def. ill get that going in motion.
February 28, 2011 at 3:58 PM
PHC
said...
I AM MOTION
March 1, 2011 at 6:13 AM
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justin ryan fyfe
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3 comments:
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wg...this saturday?
yeah def. ill get that going in motion.
I AM MOTION
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