venusianbull
@venusianbull
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Potterings
Hmmm, could the word you are looking for be "Taurus?"
You know Aries, I think I may just be classified as such, yes. 🙂
No one who knows you would ever question your faith.
I've never met you and I know.
Ya know?
We know.
I've never met you and I know.
Ya know?
We know.
Thank you. 🙂
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