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Outfit for a shrek themed rave, my inspo was the dragon donkey married

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I simply must know more about Herb, I'm completely fascinated by this. Any updates?

It was a day like any other when the citizens plug-in was removed. By accident, when we tried to update it, it was removed. Like the excision of a cancer ridden organ it was only when we replaced it all anew that it was fixed. Just like it had never happened, I had control of herb, they never gave me troubles again.

Sometimes I think the ghost of their rage lingers, though. At 0, 0, 0, pillager head item drops are created ex nihilio.

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[the-unseelie-court-official]

I simply must know more about Herb, I'm completely fascinated by this. Any updates?

It was a day like any other when the citizens plug-in was removed. By accident, when we tried to update it, it was removed. Like the excision of a cancer ridden organ it was only when we replaced it all anew that it was fixed. Just like it had never happened, I had control of herb, they never gave me troubles again.

Sometimes I think the ghost of their rage lingers, though. At 0, 0, 0, pillager head item drops are created ex nihilio.

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you are hot and good at makeup

Objectively correct

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Can I just say. I love being mid. I love being just some bitch you’d see on the street. It’s a good smokescreen for the Insanities.

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Unrelated, My skin is probably made of rubber?

I love smoking the cake weed that takes the form of eating a cake

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It’s just like eating a normal cake and you don’t know it’s weed until your friends start panicking and drive you home and tell you to go to sleep

I love smoking the cake weed that takes the form of eating a cake

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I love smoking the cake weed that takes the form of eating a cake

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Update i cut off all my hair

I had a shitty day at work shower me in compliments immediately

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happy birthday @jame7t

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Can I just say. I love being mid. I love being just some bitch you’d see on the street. It’s a good smokescreen for the Insanities.

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If we don’t drive paul Bunyan to walk into the ocean how am I supposed to make my world famous blue Barbecue

We have got to cancel Paul Bunyan

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We have got to cancel Paul Bunyan

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Play. Getting over it. With Bennet foddy. Now. Please.

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My ✨ post-apocalyptic Lesbian Cowgirl Mailman choose-your-own adventure✨ has just updated! Read it here for free on my Patreon and vote in the poll! There is a summary of the first part, here, the second part, here, and the third part, here. They have everything you need to know about Lou, her requited-but-complicated love, the religious assassin who just beat the tar out of her, the worst person she's ever met, and the ill-advised journey she is on! There is also now a discord where Pony Express readers from all across god's green internet can gather, here!

Read it for free on my patreon and vote on what happens next! Excerpt below the cut.

She wasn’t so soothed and medicated that she didn’t thrash in panic when someone woke her by covering her eyes with one hand and gripping her injured arm firmly above the elbow with the other.

“Easy, dude, it’s just me,” Artie said.

“What—“

 “I have a surprise for you,” she said. 

She released Lou’s arm and, still covering her eyes, helped her to her feet. The hand over Lou’s eyes smelled strongly of citrus. Lou had no concept of where she was as Artie led her along. She hadn’t been particularly present as they were making camp and the white noise of the river, the weed, and her lingering sleep disoriented her worse. She reached out and gripped Artie’s belt and the top of her jeans at her hip for stability.

“I made you dinner,” Artie said. “For your birthday. A birthday dinner. Belated. A belated birthday dinner. It’s a regular dinner, too, but, if we just think about it like a birthday dinner, it can be a birthday dinner— a little party. You don’t have to be too festive, I know you’re tired—“

“For gods’ sake, just let her see already!” Holliday interrupted, pushing Artie’s hand away from Lou’s face. 

“Hey, come on, man,” Artie said, disappointed.