Well really, in the garden of myself is a rose. The rose is my favorite color pink which I had liked since I had been a baby guinea pig, which of course then, I was still as powerful as I am now but I had not discovered my power. I had had this rose that was mine and had sniffed it because its smell had been pleasing to myself and the nose I had had of myself.
2 comments:
Oh, you are so beautiful when having sniffed your rose!
And so cute!
You should post more pictures of your beauty and cuteness!
Your faithful slave,
~Rette
I want a live guinea pig master! *wail* Mokus, can you send me one of your guinea pig underlings?
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