When I say I'm a Master of The Arts...I mean the arts of:
No, it's not broken :)
That, my friends, is makeup.
Specifically lipstick and eyeshadow.
Including the veins.
And my thumb? I'm double jointed >:)
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Sᴛᴏᴘ Bᴇɪɴɢ A Dᴀᴅ: Aᴠᴇɴɢᴇʀs Wʀᴏɴɢ Nᴜᴍʙᴇʀ
Fanfiction》Complete《 Victoria Penelope Grace, a sixteen year old girl with the power of absolute sarcasm, gets texted by an unknown number. Unfortunately, her captor, Boredom, has her texting the number back. But what happens when this causes a crazy downward...
