Tuesday, June 4, 2013

the butterful...

I dreamed I was a butterfly . But I could not stop playing with my vagina . Everywhere I went , people would never stop to look at my beauty . All they saw was me playing with my snatch . And they thought I was despicable . Then one day , a little boy cut off my wings ; and everyone was happy .


Yea , butterfly !!!

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