SEEKING FRIEND, COMPANION: Frogs To Date. Juliana Santiago, Dicks, dawgs, stole and trash the personal property of a disable, black veterans, for fun and games, back in the day, before. Live strong as the mountains Looking behind, I am filled with gratitude. Looking forward, I am filled with vision.
People under the surface, mirrors on the wall, charms and wits, hard to beat, songs to sing. Gifts of time and spaces, tips of land whales, frogs and fags, Jewish rites. Jokers and poker players, cum suckers, snakes in dens, sinners and saints, frogs to date. I'm a human. You're a human. Hey, look at that. We have something in common, right? I need friends. I'm desperate. Please.
"HOLY CRAP"Shit Happens, Excuses And Assholes, Things In Common. American Birds. Hands Flying. : Third eye open, morning, noon, and night, me, museIn the middle of the knight, the faces come out of the dark, sisters of mind, sisters in shades of delight, hopes and wishes dashed, snakes in the grass, under the surfaces.Ready for the Manners Series: Manners For Millions- Kissed a frog. Hater, sucker for free rides.
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