• Member Since 4th Mar, 2018
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Anon’s a Villain Quadrilogy!

Welcome to Yellowtail’s Crap!

Here, we have fun and shizzle! Want to laugh? Check out Papers Ponies and Attitude!
Want to read a serious story?......... then why the hell are you here you GOD DA-
Want to question what you’re doing with your life? You’ve come to the right place!

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He's been gone for a while now, I hope he's doing well

You ok mate?

Nah I think he's actually dead now

You are a talented author!
I like your story:ajsmug:
Now,i read your blog one minute ago,and try to say some random discourse.okay,i just say:write your story shouldn't become a job.if you feel goomy or have stress find any random story to give yourself fun .I don't want this affect your daily life.Keep you feel good and i hope you can feel better if this discourse help you.Now,just enjoy this website,and have a good time.
Hey,my English is bad!So if have grammar mistake, is normal.I guess..... you know what I mean,have a good time sir:ajsmug:

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