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black combat pants,
what the fuck are combat pants
His implication that Emme was nothing more than a mystery to unravel pissed me off,
she's nothing more than a fleshlight to you bro
Even the ones who didn’t like or want me were a million times better than my mom’s old pack. It was unfair really. A cruel curse of fate.
roll credits
I loved that dragon like a brother, but he was one unhinged, scary motherfucker. Especially if you encroached on his personal space.
WE GET IT
Each of them drew out seven tiles from the bag, and Kellan placed ours onto that piece of plastic Hunter handed out before. A stand.
same bitch that pulled out the word laurels btw
Holy goddess babies. He was in the cell across from me, and unlike me, was chained down with multiple cuffs around his arms, throat, and ankles. All of them glowing with witchy magic.
