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Marlboro Lights relationship

Submitted by smokingwsd on Thu, 04/28/2016 - 18:40

Smoking Marlboro Lights woman, there is always frozen story, tiny and red lips, slim fingers, the bottom of my heart is drop of blood rose, conceals a vulnerability and loneliness.And like a quiet valley blooming mandala absolutely, in silent promise never meet each other in the other shore flower, "the other shore flower, open in one thousand, fell in one thousand, Mosaic will never meet each other. Feeling not for causal, edge was destined to life and death"Marlboro red regular sometimes like a poison, numbness, devouring the remaining true.

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