nostalgic
weird thoughts from the hopelessly insane Born of a wolf, under a dead bloody sun, on a hilarious night of exorcism gone a bit stupid. Perhaps a beast made of rotten strawberries, the rest of this pathetically unclean information should not be asked.
Monday, 18 November 2024
Monday, 11 November 2024
Tuesday, 5 November 2024
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