ezzarius:

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blindcrow:

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bunnylafee:

Most days my brain ties up the hopeless romantic in me, such as the entire month of February. Gags her too. I want a beach picnic… or just a lovely picnic. What is it about February that brings out my inner bitter chick?

At least…

Secluded Pornographer, where boners go to die.

You kill boners, I create art boners.  This is why we work.