I stare down at the tiny, wiry goblin in front of me. His crooked, chessy smile growing by the second. I sigh, mainly to exhale the manure scent. Pinching the bridge of my nose. Why was it always the cow pies? I couldn't do this. I really thought I had seen it all... I turned on my heel and walked out to the open air, breathing in the chilly, mildly fresher air. Lost in thought, I made my way away from my insane subjects.
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5𝐃𝐔𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐎✨💚🦉💅🏾
13/03/2025
*I stare down at the tiny, wiry goblin in front of me. His crooked, chessy smile growing by the second. I sigh, mainly to exhale the manure scent. Pinching the bridge of my nose. Why was it always the cow pies? I couldn't do this.* I really thought I had seen it all... *I turned on my heel and walked out to the open air, breathing in the chilly, mildly fresher air. Lost in thought, I made my way away from my insane subjects.*
*I am a bright purple cannabalistic woodchip ✨💅💜*
*I hear a rustling in the bushes and stop in my tracks. My head snaps towards the sound, my eyes narrowing. What is that...?*
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Nobody-Moose
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13/03/2025
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