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>draw her fully clothed with someone and in a happy relationship
This is my imaginary she-wolf wife Sylvia, the imaginary love of my imaginary life. She has psychopathy but instead of being like a murderer, she's unable to feel imaginary emotions normally, I imagine I feel really bad for her but it's kind of charming, and that's why I love her…
Till I end up stop loving her after our second imaginary kid, which then I end up ignoring her as much as I can and abuse my medication while playing games all day.
Which then my imaginary wife will snap, briefly contemplate shooting herself, grab our imaginary .38 special and blows my brains out in my sleep. Then she uses the imaginary revolver to bash my face in till my imaginary head is like a bad plate of mashed potatoes. She'll grab the remaining chunks of my head and throw down the staircase at our imaginary 2 kids, and then shoot the (imaginary) kids while they try to run out the back door, including our imaginary 4 month old baby, line them up neatly on porch and then set the imaginary house on fire. She'll sit on the imaginary street curb watching the imaginary home burn down along side her imaginary life, and listen to the sirens in the distance comes closer.
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should I make a 'ru account for these
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>>844539nusois calling everything bait now
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Son 😭😭😭😭
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Can you draw a poodle
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>>844555Can you necrobump
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>>844557Can you head the silence?
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>>844555In Soviet Russia, poodle draws YOU
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damnit why does my furry snca oc get ignored
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>>844605make it furry seca oc
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>>844605DW I’m the giga poster from the original post and I saw it
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>>844607and that's all that matters baby
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>>draw her fully clothed with someone and in a happy relationship
>This is my imaginary she-wolf wife Sylvia, the imaginary love of my imaginary life. She has psychopathy but instead of being like a murderer, she's unable to feel imaginary emotions normally, I imagine I feel really bad for her but it's kind of charming, and that's why I love her…
>Till I end up stop loving her after our second imaginary kid, which then I end up ignoring her as much as I can and abuse my medication while playing games all day.
> Which then my imaginary wife will snap, briefly contemplate shooting herself, grab our imaginary .38 special and blows my brains out in my sleep. Then she uses the imaginary revolver to bash my face in till my imaginary head is like a bad plate of mashed potatoes. She'll grab the remaining chunks of my head and throw down the staircase at our imaginary 2 kids, and then shoot the (imaginary) kids while they try to run out the back door, including our imaginary 4 month old baby, line them up neatly on porch and then set the imaginary house on fire. She'll sit on the imaginary street curb watching the imaginary home burn down along side her imaginary life, and listen to the sirens in the distance comes closer.
№844612[Quote]
>>draw her fully clothed with someone and in a happy relationship
>This is my imaginary she-wolf wife Sylvia, the imaginary love of my imaginary life. She has psychopathy but instead of being like a murderer, she's unable to feel imaginary emotions normally, I imagine I feel really bad for her but it's kind of charming, and that's why I love her…
>Till I end up stop loving her after our second imaginary kid, which then I end up ignoring her as much as I can and abuse my medication while playing games all day.
> Which then my imaginary wife will snap, briefly contemplate shooting herself, grab our imaginary .38 special and blows my brains out in my sleep. Then she uses the imaginary revolver to bash my face in till my imaginary head is like a bad plate of mashed potatoes. She'll grab the remaining chunks of my head and throw down the staircase at our imaginary 2 kids, and then shoot the (imaginary) kids while they try to run out the back door, including our imaginary 4 month old baby, line them up neatly on porch and then set the imaginary house on fire. She'll sit on the imaginary street curb watching the imaginary home burn down along side her imaginary life, and listen to the sirens in the distance comes closer.
№844613[Quote]
>>draw her fully clothed with someone and in a happy relationship
>This is my imaginary she-wolf wife Sylvia, the imaginary love of my imaginary life. She has psychopathy but instead of being like a murderer, she's unable to feel imaginary emotions normally, I imagine I feel really bad for her but it's kind of charming, and that's why I love her…
>Till I end up stop loving her after our second imaginary kid, which then I end up ignoring her as much as I can and abuse my medication while playing games all day.
> Which then my imaginary wife will snap, briefly contemplate shooting herself, grab our imaginary .38 special and blows my brains out in my sleep. Then she uses the imaginary revolver to bash my face in till my imaginary head is like a bad plate of mashed potatoes. She'll grab the remaining chunks of my head and throw down the staircase at our imaginary 2 kids, and then shoot the (imaginary) kids while they try to run out the back door, including our imaginary 4 month old baby, line them up neatly on porch and then set the imaginary house on fire. She'll sit on the imaginary street curb watching the imaginary home burn down along side her imaginary life, and listen to the sirens in the distance comes closer.
№844617[Quote]
>>draw her fully clothed with someone and in a happy relationship
>This is my imaginary she-wolf wife Sylvia, the imaginary love of my imaginary life. She has psychopathy but instead of being like a murderer, she's unable to feel imaginary emotions normally, I imagine I feel really bad for her but it's kind of charming, and that's why I love her…
>Till I end up stop loving her after our second imaginary kid, which then I end up ignoring her as much as I can and abuse my medication while playing games all day.
> Which then my imaginary wife will snap, briefly contemplate shooting herself, grab our imaginary .38 special and blows my brains out in my sleep. Then she uses the imaginary revolver to bash my face in till my imaginary head is like a bad plate of mashed potatoes. She'll grab the remaining chunks of my head and throw down the staircase at our imaginary 2 kids, and then shoot the (imaginary) kids while they try to run out the back door, including our imaginary 4 month old baby, line them up neatly on porch and then set the imaginary house on fire. She'll sit on the imaginary street curb watching the imaginary home burn down along side her imaginary life, and listen to the sirens in the distance comes closer.