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Cryscrew might be gay

@itsfortnite-blog / itsfortnite-blog.tumblr.com

nya , its the superior sleepykinq rip-off here . im pen and i get more pussy than you . wanna know why ? because my dicks bigger than yours and im not even a guy .

yo go follow my art tumblr @mothsclaw its under construction but itll b up shortly 

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libertarirynn-deactivated202006

👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾

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duke-of-derpington

King

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risenteh

How does a dude end up with anorexia though? I’m assuming he’s straight…

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libertarirynn

What an ignorant ass question. Men are not immune to eating disorders, and neither are heterosexuals. Seriously what the hell kind of question is that?

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done-with-discourse

ASVSTBDBYFNH!

anyway, we love u andy <3 stay strong

‘pop’ is pretty heinous but like, I’ll accept it, yknow? it’s just the other half of ‘soda-pop,’ like how ‘cab’ and ‘taxi’ are the two halves of ‘taxicab.’ it’s fine. it’s chill.

but coke? that’s a fucking brand name! of a specific drink with a specific flavor! that shits RUDE, it’s CONFUSING, it’s DOWNRIGHT NONSENSICAL! fuckin misusing the art of language to confound your fellow man! the gall! learn some fucking respect

No one tell OP that the Scottish call it Juice

Ahh. Alas, too big.

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spartathesheltie

Compared to the one that Actually fits her 😅 it has some faults too but it’s getting a pompom and being finished!

show us her wearing it!!!

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spartathesheltie

This one, you mean?

“It wasn’t a secret.  The first day we met I told her I was bisexual, and that I’d been with men and women my entire life.  At the time she shrugged it off.  And it wasn’t an issue for the first ten years of our marriage.  The relationship was perfectly loving and stable.  But then I don’t know, something happened.  It wasn’t a particular man.  I never cheated on her.  It was something abstract.  I just missed relationships with men.  So I told her.  I was honest.  But when I uttered that thing it was like a bomb went off.  She turned away her face like she’d been slapped very hard.  It caused her so much pain.  She lost a lot of weight.  We cried and cried and cried about it.  For three years we cried.  We’d meet at Starbucks every day and cry in front of everyone.  We didn’t live together after that.  And we were never sexual again.  But we were still intimate.  We still took a lot of naps together.  I always held her.  We’d go shopping and walk arm-in-arm.  She kept my last name and called me her gay husband.  Her health began to deteriorate in 2007.  It was a nerve disease.  She lost her hearing.  Then her sight.  And I took care of her.  She always told me to forget about her.  To go out there and find a good guy.  But I stayed by her side.  We’d never officially gotten divorced, which helped in the end.  They let me in the hospital room as her husband.  I wasn’t allowed to touch her, but I was right next to her as she died, breathing with her.  It’s been two years now.  I’ll move away soon.  There’s nothing left in this city for me.  But first I’m going to have a ceremony in Central Park, and give an envelope of her ashes to everyone who loved her.  I don’t know whether to call her my wife.  It’s not important to me.  Alexandra was the love of my life.”

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