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Watch me smoke while I play with myself
You know the type of girl i am. i am the girl that looks at you from across a crowded room. to slide a long white cigarette out from its pack. to place it in between my red lips, inbetween my manicured nails, and look at you as i light up. i hold the cigarette angled up by my head and my eyes bore deep into you. my eyes. we both know what they are saying. if i'm a bad enough to smoke, what else am i bad enough to do. i'll let you be the judge.
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