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The tales of living
Monday, 16 August 2010
Mouth rape
My mouth has been abused.
And it hurt.
I went to the dentist.
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Drizzle Kid
In this blog I will spill my thoughts about my life as a Swedish youth living in London. There will be tales about music, youth, friends, parties, the big questions and much more. In other words it's: The tales of living.
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