Taking Pictures Of Your Weed And Cooing About It To Others Like It's Your Child.

Sexual Tension.

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“I Insist The World Know How Much I Loved My Lolita, This Lolita, Pale And Polluted, And Big With Another’s Child, But Still Gray-Eyed, Still Sooty-Lashed, Still Auburn And Almond, Still Carmencita, Still Mine…”

And When She Lets Me Slip Away, She Turns Me On. All My Violence Is Gone. Nothing Is Wrong; I Just Slip Away And I Am Gone.

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