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look at those buns- i have never been such a sore sour jealous bich ever before but im envious- the way i wanna be that straw so bad- I WANT JOOWON T_T
the way ill let this man do anything to me, serve him breakfast, lunch and dinner. i have only one purpose in life
i need a man and i need him drenched in blood while he fights the bad guys off and smokes a cigratte after it. yes i mean i need dooshik in my life
"Boy, you got me hooked onto something
Who could say that they saw us coming?
Tell me
Do you feel the love?"