xyysupermale

I used to dream of all our favorite play places
Those come-what-may places
Where we could forget about the troubles and the trials of life... Oh let Nat sing it...

...To get the feel of life
From jazz and cocktails

The girls I knew had sad and sullen gray faces
With distingue traces
That used to be there
You could see where they'd been washed...
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Unfair but still pretending to care about the opinions of others...

So what sorts of pictures should I post up next? I don't feel any burning desire to reveal my true and hideous exterior; but I'll gladly throw some paint on a requested shot. Peen? I dunno kids- I'm old school in that I'd rather save that for the grand finale.

Tell me what to...
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