I don’t even know how to spell it, but I know all to well what it is. It’s gross, but I can’t seem to stop, it hurts, but again, I can’t seem to stop. People look at me like I’m some sick freak, and yet I CAN’T SEEM TO STOP!
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I don’t even know how to spell it, but I know all to well what it is. It’s gross, but I can’t seem to stop, it hurts, but again, I can’t seem to stop. People look at me like I’m some sick freak, and yet I CAN’T SEEM TO STOP!
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