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Corona recoiled from Gideon and looked up at her, her golden hair smeared to her forehead with sweat and tears. “She took Babs,” she said, which seemed fair enough.
But then Corona started crying again, big tears leaking out of her eyes, her voice thick with misery and self-pity. “And who even cares about Babs? Babs! She could have taken me.”
Corona recoiled from Gideon and looked up at her, her golden hair smeared to her forehead with sweat and tears. “She took Babs,” she said, which seemed fair enough.
But then Corona started crying again, big tears leaking out of her eyes, her voice thick with misery and self-pity. “And who even cares about Babs? Babs! She could have taken me.”
Blorbi, brainrot e collutorio
Anche the fruits di Paris Paloma goes hard
Daisy di Ashnikko...
This bitch is gonna make me create a Spotify playlist isn't she
Forwarded from Queerdump
Collection of quotes from TLT I want to carve inside my chest but I see less often: