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what i plan to use it for


What i plan to use it for.

 

Beef got high on shrooms

He taught me to draw

making magic with a pen

I make magic between my legs

I wonder what it is like to be high

on things that are good for me

I can't be a good sober sister

I hate organized activity

wanna kiss more girls so I feel like a better gay

Better daughter to my mother

My sisters say I am so smart but belligerent

Like vinegar and baking soda

Traits don't mix well

Sixty percent of my personality is tucked in my tits

Good people keep picking me

Ordered condoms from the state government

They had the nerve to ask me

What I planned to use them for

“Sticks and stones

may break my bones but

cock

will

never

hurt me”

 
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