"You're not like other girls"
My secret is out. Avocados begin to fall out of my pockets and onto the floor. The avocados keep coming and coming flowing out of every orifice of my body. Avacados begin to flood my streets and drown nearby children. I am not like other girls.
Give me a book and I will find a reason to become obsessed over it
Hold tight for amarzzingggg plots ;)
-Liverishavocadox
- Oxfordshire
- JoinedMarch 8, 2019
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