grass stains blood stains ice cream and cum stains, tide doesnt cleanse the sins of the fun stains
Since in her heart she says, I rule as a queen, I am no widow, and I will never see grief; *therefore her plagues will come in a single day- pestilence and mourning and famine- and she will be burned with fire, for mighty is the Lord God who judges her.
the juke box dont know its the graveyard shift
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