bleck! olives are gross, i hate olives i tell my mum i yhate olives and like i'm a five year old she hands me a plate of olives and sayes "honey there good for you." olives are gross
bleck! olives are gross, i hate olives i tell my mum i yhate olives and like i'm a five year old she hands me a plate of olives and sayes "honey there good for you." olives are gross
Alright so i'm working on two stories, well three... anyway, one story is sorta mysterious about a gal who falls into a wishing well. and another about a girl who already knows shes a witch but finds that some witches get guardians and some get familiars and some get none, she then finds she is gifted with a black cat as familiar. i know- there cheesy but there just starts plus i'm thinking up poetry!
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