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5/6/11

t.whore

 

 

 

 

When i was a teenage whore my mother asked me she said, "baby what for? I give you plenty, why do you want more?  Baby, why are you a teenage whore?" I said i feel so alone and i, i wish i could die, seen the things you put me through and I wish i could die
When i was a teenage whore the rain came down like it never did before ,i pay good money not to be ignored, why am i a teenage whore. I've seen your repulsion and it looks real good on you. Tonight, and why? What you put me through; Of my house... Get out of my house

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