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In Search of the Blues
I'm a match-head constantly striking, Just trying to get lit, is all.
Dropped in?
If you're easily offended- keep reading. I'll test your limits. It's one of the only things that gets me off nowadays. That, and good sex. Sometimes a good latte- but coffee makes me shit, so that always ends in disaster...But anyways, I'm blunt. I'm mean. I'm cold. I'm rude. I'm crude. But not too mean, and not too crude, and yes, sometimes I care about your feelings. Oh well. 'Bout time I got some balls.
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