screw love- i want to be taken advantage of. if you found out barack obama's real (as in birth) name was: kyle davis, would you feel gypped? i slipped in a puddle of mixed emotions; i almost overdosed from sipping love potions. i want to collide inside of your body like an ocean ebbing and flowing against rocks. or something. where are my socks? oh, i'm sorry that "gypped" is a derivative of a prejudice against gypsies- i love gypsies! it just rhymed; believe me. oh and one more thing: i messed with texas and now i've got two black eyes to prove it. actually, another thing: your thighs remind me of a tequila sunrise.
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