Collecting my un-aged brothers Toy Story army figurines. They are currently soft as candle wax due to me hovering them over the fire pit. You want it, you got it, dripping like water. I'm pretty excited to work with them. Roses for the dead, red wine for the live, and armed weapons for the cowards. New Year, motherfuckers!
Peece, Lauve
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