MY LITTLE C0VER SHOP [REQUESTS OPEN]

MY LITTLE C0VER SHOP [REQUESTS OPEN]

LittleandBrittle

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Laatst gepubliceerd zon, mrt. 25, 2018

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❝raindrops falling rapidly from the sky pitter-pattering on the roof the wind briskly passing you by because the city lights aren't so bright the people outside, few oh, how a storm can make a calm night❞ -- in which a horrible graphics editor desperately tries to get attention and be aesthetic all rights reserved to Little and Brittle [ HELP ] [ RANDOM ] [ WRITTEN BY ALYSSA ]

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