Bleuest of Bleu Birds
- Kharese
- Dec 4, 2019
- 1 min read
"Good Morning!", los intos the debled auror, of berry winklemans. I adore the French ausson. The lore of 1000 slumbers. The city of Rams and Wools. The nights of off sledge skates and pools of ice sledgemans. "When the locks of potion D pernounce inglo saxon lore as Perty, is that the green bottle? The grapefruit flavored sodas. Estate Sodas. Lore of a Empress Goddess. The Champagne crystals. Waibers of Kharese crystals and cards. The beauty lore of a century??? Please, forgo the night away, our dear Goddess.
"As you wish", entered Kharese from the center stratum...
" On a cool winters night, I arose pink and orange kittens paws de Auffley & Co. Shimmer of silver glitter blush and silver glitter lippy sting my bright and youthful cheeks. Can you imagine this ancient Pink poligian, tarterd? Father would be angered. Yet, Kitty's kisses and her new toys make the Elite bubbles shampoo cantan. Dark Peach, Tan! How Pretty! Let's draw up some anime graphics for this venture. I love the way that sounds. I'm sure the readers will love this! A break of a Kit-Kat, total pretty prep against my Gingy hair, kisses to Kitty and let's discover artistic treela, together!"
Do you know something else,
This is totally Breve Chestnut. Happy Holidays!!
XoXoXo,
Kharese
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