one day I am going to grow wings (learn anatomy so that I can draw my otps anytime however I want:) )
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one day I am going to grow wings (learn anatomy so that I can draw my otps anytime however I want:) )
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Omg dear friend
All White Americans do is STEAL other races culture 🤥
If I hear one more white female say “girl”or Whites say “woke”💩
Are whites capable of CREATING their own white culture instead of stealing from others ?
I should prob wash my hair but I don't wannaa
I should prob wash my hair but I don't wannaa
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i MUST finish this new vegas piece this weekend
I went out urban foraging today because I read on falling fruit there was a peach tree nearby.
Didn't find the tree.
But the mosquitoes found me.
THIRTEEN BITES!
THIRTEEN INSANELY ITCHY BITES.
And I was wearing pants and a quarter sleeve shirt!
I had to rush to my car because every time I smacked a couple of them off one arm, others landed on the other arm and tried to drink.
The itching was so bad at one point that I began to involuntarily shiver. It felt like someone ever so gently pressing velcro against my skin.
Hours later the bumps are gone. The itching has stopped. But I have red splotches up and down my wrists and hands from where I was bitten.
But on the bright side, while driving to the spot, I came across a fruiting pear tree on a public sidewalk. So, no peaches but, hey, pears! I love me a good pear.