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| Dylan realizes that he owned himself. C: Sidnote, he has a lot of girlfriends. That's why he is indeed not very... picky. |
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| "Hey, don't be so choosy." | -"Pff, I & being choosy..." "..." -"Stop smirking!" |
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| Uh, Growl, nowadays called Reila. An alter of mine. |
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| I just realize I still haven't scanned the finished result. Hmpf. |
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| Collab between me and Neith. |
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| C: Neiiith's. |
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| Also Neith's. |
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| I'M HOPELESS WHEN I LOOK IN YOUR EYESSSSS... or eye. Whatever. HOW CAN I BE SO HOPELESS? |
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| Lol. :'D Forgot about that one too. |
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| Reila's. |
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| I have feet! Hmh. |
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| Gwendolyn. |
So, yeah, a lot of stuff happened in the time between this post and the last. c: Not everything was happy stuff but hey, I have some amazing people on my side.
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