zanyllama52
The details of my life are quite inconsequential… very well, where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet.
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Cake day: June 29th, 2023
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I’m not autistic, but I do this in some situations. Otherwise, directly in the eyes.