nobody's perfect

nobody's perfect

You're A Mistress, Mademoiselle

Kalikina

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Oh Dita

Her Dress Was White And It Whispered.

Idk

Phase One, In Which Doris Gets Her Oats:

Sup Buttercup?

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Contempt Loves The Silence

I'm Not Myself You See

We Were Not Made To Be Subtle.

WhiteBuns WhiteCheeks