peacock the no life king

Hewo...

@OracleOfFire I hope you are doing well, although I will be asleep right now, I'll respond to you when I wake up ❤️

@OracleOfFire it's good to be back, I need that time to focus on myself and do some thinking 

@curiouswombat ❤️❤️❤️

@peacockakadracula 
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@curiouswombat you're welcome and it's good to be back, book production is back on as well 

@PJOfan4ever2424 I am feeling better and honestly I decided to use that song because I wanted to be stupid, my apologies 

Back from my mental health break, enjoy this song lyrics form bird and McDonald 
          There was an old farmer who lived by a rock,
          he sat in the meadow a-shaking his
          fist at some boys who were down by the crick,
          their feet in the water, their hands on their
          marbles and playthings; and in days of yore
          there came a young lady, she looked like a
          pretty young creature; she sat on the grass,
          she pulled up her dresses and showed us her
          
          ruffles and laces and a white fluffy duck;
          she said she was learning a new way to
          bring up her children and learn them to knit,
          while the boys in the barnyard where shoveling
          refuse and litter from yesterday’s hunt,
          while the girl in the meadow was rubbing her
          eyes at the fellows, as girls sometimes do,
          to make it quite clear that she wanted to
          
          go for a nice pleasant stroll on the grass,
          then hurry back home for a nice piece of
          ice cream and cake that stood three layers tall,
          and after dessert she was ready to
          go for another walk down by the dock,
          with any young man with a sizeable
          roll of one hundreds and a big bulge up front,
          if he’d ask politely she’d show him her
          
          little pet dog who was subject to fits,
          and maybe she’d let him grab hold of her
          small tenders hands with a movement so quick,
          then she’d bend on over and suck on his
          soda so sweetly till she finished it,
          then pull down her panties to rub on her
          hip, that she bruised when she ran down the halls,
          ’cause he tried to force her to lick on his
          candy so tasty made of butterscotch,
          and then he spread whipped cream all over her
          cookies that she had been baking all night.
          If you think this is dirty, you’re fucking well right.
          
          

I am going to take a mental health break, I may return and maybe not, I am not gonna say why but something very personal happened to me and I want to deal with it alone, books updates will be on a hiatus until next year, I will not respond to the comments because I am on the verge of crying, I am not okay nor will I be okay.

@OracleOfFire goodnight sweet dreams sleep well