Money Drain
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Money Drain by Jason Bartlett I'm an artist not a perfectionist. The hours won't seem to go by and the days won't pass go. Introduce a man to himself. The paper canvas I held in both hands were my wings it seemed. She hid her beauty behind dread locks and camo green getup, but she could've been the queen of Paris.
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Money Drain by Jason Bartlett I'm an artist not a perfectionist. The hours won't seem to go by and the days won't pass go. Introduce a man to himself. The paper canvas I held in both hands were my wings it seemed. She hid her beauty behind dread locks and camo green getup, but she could've been the queen of Paris.
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babyhuey121795
Member since October 2 2015