Sep 6, 2014
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("This is a tumblr butt touch. Pass this to at least 10 of your favorite blogs to show them how much you love their butt. Make sure you don’t break the chain or your butt will deflate. Happy tumblr butt touching!（。ˇ ⊖ˇ）♡"))
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Try to seduce me in 7 words or less. "Let's go shopping. My treat."
...You also tried. 3 stars out of 10. C'maaaaan.
hatalakasin replied to your post: I hate when people think ‘Free speech’...
Remind them that it’s freedom of expression, but not a freedom from consequences.
Ooooh! I like that :D
"Good Morning."
Cyrcae pushed a hand back through hair, brushing it out of her face, only to encounter... blonde hair? And a suspiciously smirking assassin.
"So... you tried to poison me and it didn't work? Or that South Island Ice Tea is a lot stronger than I realized...."
I HAVE NEW FOLLOWERS
hello strangers who I don't know
you are precious
thank for follow
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“Look at it!” Wincing at the words, Josie cleared her throat uncomfortably as she followed the path of destruction. Feathers and blood marked the path as her eyes trailed towards the chicken coop. Grimacing at the large hole underneath the fence, Josie began to calculate all the excuses and stories that she could muster to get herself out of the situation. There would be none to excuse the situation. Ridley sat in the middle of the coop with a dead rooster hanging from his mouth as he shook the dead animal from side to side. Upon seeing Josie, he nearly dropped the rooster as he let out a muffled bark. Wagging his tail furiously, he bounded over to his mistress dropping his prize in the front of her feet. With a sheepish grin, Josie managed to scramble out an apology. “Boys will be boys?” ((I totally had something gory and dark planned. This happened instead. -coughs- My other charries stole my dark muse.))