Rover the dog.
Birthday: May 30, 1996.
“This dog is red and his name is Rover
If you call him he is sure to come over
He barks and plays with all his might
But worry not, he won’t bite !”
Constantly amazed by the number of men that walk around the city with no bags. Just going to work raw. Walking out the door with no emergency tissue or painkillers. Just them and their hands in their pockets against the world
i'm absolutely gonna charge rich famous people for shit when they come into my job i want the tip but most of the ones we've seen at my shop are so fucking subpar it's depressing
i accidentally manifested masc me by making them as sim about a year ago and now i look exactly like them, next step is covering them in tattoos and getting them a trans bf
the doctar saies i aient ever gonna welk ageain. not even on crutchaes. but i'm gawuna tell you something. i'm scared! eyem a woman en chicageo hoos scared!