She Wears He Harem Testo

Testo She Wears He Harem

Dip a cloth in a bowl of blood lean your horses hide with it. Stick a
fish in a tattoo
gun watch what color ink comes out. Die gin bottle wedged in wet hand
Best at
what I do, mom says. Shake your halo down like snow from a pregnant
cloud
about to blow. Makes a neckbrace, a belt. and then a hole in the ground.
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