41 Year Old
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Male
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Invited by: Scottie·
Joined on March 17, 2010
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Born on August 1st
·2 referrals joined!
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from liquid virginity sprang for a feeble minded simple boy of infinity died his eyes wide open and drank the cup of mini-tea and sat content with the bend of scent on wings of friendly ant knees. the singing be full on strong with hints of coffee and hits from the bong. come play and train on my lawn so soft with clover and alfalfa, and eat til the nevers come. fanatics of emphasis on the back beat of pretentiousness, the hecklers get fed to the elephant pits. To be stomped and tromped on until the compost comes to loam, and beetles collect the dust of where the humans once roamed. and a onceler finally croaks his last moan, where tears and herbs and death are now alone, to dance until the great bones are thrones for the saved souls thrown to the key players tune.
41 Year Old
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Male
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Invited by: Scottie·
Joined on March 17, 2010
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Born on August 1st
·2 referrals joined!
Interests
drugs, music, food, beautiful women, life, death and unknowing
