Jul 21, 2025
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All of my thirteen things
ok its time for the official collection:
most items are handmade by me or friends :)
Most Beloved Wrestler Tournament
#2197
Willow Nightingale
Trent Seven
(not of kirbs, this is actually day 2197 of kirbs, but day 1266 of my va disability appeal sitting in the queue <3 happy disability pride month!)
PICTORIAL: WITH MAFALDA
This is Mafalda, the Argentine politically correct little girl, contemporary of Charlie Brown, wishing you…
Esta es Mafalda, la políticamente correcta niña argentina, contemporánea de Charlie Brown, deseándoles…
When you don't know what to wear, put on HAPPINESS!
You can combine happiness with anything you wear.
***********HAPPY HOLIDAYS*************
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
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Taking over a whole company - my boys have grown a lot so I figured, why not have our gathering in green. After bringing the first one in, the others got in like a breeze...
Shiver
It is two in the morning in the middle of the night. Water is darkness. Rain seeps into every crack and drips through the tightest seals, Dances over cemeteries of leaves trapped in gutters, And feeds streets of bleeding rivers.
The world is lit only by my phone's flashlight, Ghosts of grey glistening in the tears that went unshed. I hold onto a broken umbrella of bent metal, Dead snapped branches too enmeshed and tangled to ever return to the earth. I hear whispers in the rain, And the spots of light in the darkness start to resemble eyes. I pretend that the only reason I shiver is the water running down my back.
Sketch a Day 2197- A Jawbone-11/ 3/21
