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. . . . . about persecution. You think you know, you don't know. Ask your angry whore ho, Miss Yo Yo. She might come close, you know. Both crying over lightweight torments. Gluttons for killing treats. Hating life beneath your street.
I was married to a priestood holder, seminary teacher, a temple marriage in the Mormon Church. We never prayed, read the scriptures. He be...
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