๐พ๐ง๐๐๐ ๐ฝ๐ค๐ค๐ฃ๐ โ the last thing you'll never see.
โข former ncr sharpshooter
โข husband of carla boone
โข usually quiet until it's go time
โข fond of his red beret
โ i'd really like my beret back, please? โ
penned by harlot.
she turned on her side and rounded a hand over her belly when she felt the gentle flutters against her touch. marรญa smiled sleepily, โmornin' junior. you're active today. . . must be hungry, hm?โ
rolling out of bed and climbing down the loft's ladder carefully, she shuffled โ
joshua graham makes you forget that mormons are weirdos with that smooth voice and word salads he calls speeches. that's why you always invest in speech 'n charisma.
what doesnโt kill you leaves disfiguring scars. what doesnโt kill you fills you with paralyzing selfโhatred. what doesnโt kill you makes you afraid for the rest of your life. what doesnโt kill you might make you kill them.