Boat Curses

my hand slips at the boat grip

in the end you still died;

and it wasn’t in the good way.

 

now, you have to go the \\\\\\\\\\\\\\

and just set up the actual homeless people.

who me? I’m only where th \e sord is; that’s why I set up the homeless people.

 

f art statement:happening something the knower Bay

m—-k—sa  is not something happening to you [or happens or happened to ]

it’s you happening to something

 

F art statement: drunk mails

no offense ; red face

is your gom a big lady

 

well it was sigh that sigh sigh finds his gom to be very attracting; be-e.

tag[s]: college fiction

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