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WHISKEY IS FOR FRIENDS
18 July 2012
the hotel was great bc we had 6 people in 2 beds
and i and alejandra on the fold out couch
i do love spinning
i do love having sex before everyone else wakes up
i am thinking
of how fat and old i am now
and that relationshi
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justin ryan fyfe
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