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[mister_pink_]

Make me, after you cum on my lips.
Honey, boy.
Place my ashes in a vase, beneath your workout bench.
No romance, no sexiness, but a star-felt night.
Kneeling down before the now familiar flesh, of your deformed penis.
Wigging out, before the unfamiliar flash, of my broken neck.
Fabulous muscles.
Cremate me, after you cum on my lips.
Honey, boy.
Place my ashes in vase, beneath your workout bench.

I made a myspace. Because i hate you.
Stalin's Space.