This is Ivy Pickles
She is fiendishly cute and cuddly.
This is Ivy Pickles.
In other news this:
What stars shine and fade and shine again in the sky; warming upturned faces with the glow of patriotism writ loud upon a black canvas? Why, those would be fireworks. I fucking hate fireworks.
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Happy Independence Day.