One-Shot: Psycho (Her Effect Contest)
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Complete Thu, Jun 23, 201618m
Being a psycho is fun.
I mean it takes 2 to know.
Psychotic Pumpkins is what they are.
A little bit of psycho and a little bit of sass, mixed together and you'll get the perfect match.
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This one-shot is for CHINGYONCÉ/ ELANNA ma hoe whatever. I really hope you like it girl. It might not be what your looking for but I also did this for fun so, yeah...
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