I can't wait for the day I get featherbabies. Even if not peafowl, I'm gonna wind up getting some sort of featherbabies. Because they're cute. And feathery. And silly. And pretty. And chirpy. And cute. And feathery. And cute.
I don't regret anything. I don't regret what time I spent with you, but I don't regret standing up for myself after you degraded me twice in front of God and everybody, either
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