My red adrenals are J.F.K.-fit, like glands of stamina & grit, from a sick kidney kit, hepped up on go-go girl goji juice, half tucked & lit by ꜱᴜᴢʏ ʙᴇʀʟɪɴꜱᴋʏ

Feb 2018

By myself, I am again, jangling around with my jingly bits, so I say
“Climb down off my pimpled ***, with those 3 milky, pinkish ****!”

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ꜱᴜᴢʏ ʙᴇʀʟɪɴꜱᴋʏ Simpang Bedok, Singapore

(Simpang Bedok, Singapore)

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