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nothin special just wanting to get into actuall fuckin colouring shit again
story wise this dream took place in this alternative sort of castle city? the streets were cobble, most buildings were old and stone, but it was also blended with a lot of clean, modern infrastructure
gemstones were the main lifeblood of society? they weren't vanity items -
crude doodles of the bitches from my dream last night
son of swedish mafia lord and his bald russian bodyguard
alan told me melon bun cookie reminded them of claudia so fuck it osfstmb cookification