

rate of accelerationwhen your face is displayed (in eager black and twirling tinted windows) we run to the post office and stuff envelopes with worms and dying caterpillars (their roman legs will persevere they are content in burial) not on top of your polished vehicle we lust for finery (groping around the throne for jewels) but come to whip tongues on the heavy breathing cushions.rate of acceleration
graceful like "we don't know" with similar knees constructs of piano keys to rush weavespindle gaze we part skyscraping grasses huddle humming reeds and wines. &nb
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Bite me. Very hard. Right there.
How are you doing? When are you heading out to the sanctuary next? I wish I could make it out there this winter, just don't have the time and money.
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Nieme
WILD ANIMALS ARE NOT PETS!
Check out [link] for more wolves!
Join a clan! [link]
thankyou for the favourite. Means a lot coming from you.
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Bite me. Very hard. Right there.
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Nieme
WILD ANIMALS ARE NOT PETS!
Check out [link] for more wolves!
Join a clan! [link]
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**.Nothing Gold Can Stay.**
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