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Clearly, you are not sane..
Taco lover, werewolf wild baby, my identify is Kokoa Lovell. (Pronounced as cocoa). i am an honest-to-goodness, denial donning- f*ck-up. My love existence includes subject matters of utmost hardship, washboard abs and spectacular romps within the sack. it really is ok although. I swallow the loopy sh*t existence is bringing in buckets simply because i actually don't desire to accommodate what is important... like ultimately dealing with my scarier than break up ends nice grandfather -- the pinnacle honcho himself and why his a long time lengthy absence has come to an result in time for my birthday. And puzzling over why I gathered lust playing cards from 3 diversified guys.
The following couple of days I face is bound to be a cluster--f*ck of epic proportions, in which, i'll examine the next: it is lovely to cuddle with a lion yet harmful while he is holding secrets... Flirting and making hubba-hubba eyes at a vampire is simply asking to get your neck chomped on. And sending Polaroid images of your ass to a dragon is all enjoyable and video games until eventually he makes a decision to kidnap you.
My answer: devour a ton of birthday cake then run like hell.
*Warning: For readers 18+. includes sexual content material and particular language/dialogue.