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  <title>The pool party</title>
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  <description>The hot sun beat down on our backs burning our skin. Caroline calling for the&apos; hottie with the butt on the roof&apos; Grace, me, caroline, and our six-ism. haha grace is the father of my child!</description>
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  <lj:music>my tourniquet</lj:music>
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  <title>The picture</title>
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  <description>He grabbed the portrait of the comical character and dragged it into the garden. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pouring gasoline over both the picture and frame, he lit his liter. The flames were &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instant and licked my gift. The smoke rose and after a while only the ruins were left. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuelled by betrayal and lies the fire outside might&apos;ve gone out, but the one in my &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;father&apos;s heart hadn&apos;t.</description>
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  <lj:music>Fill me in by Craig Davis</lj:music>
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