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lorrrhd shnoe. yewll be foighten their baulles forevear - Ser Allister Throne, moments before his hanging
this is becauz
in gods choir
would they not sing too?
a dau'er ♥♥♥♥♥♥'
wildling
bastard
The wind swirled around him as he stood facing the dark, naked and empty-handed. Catelyn pulled the furs to her chin and watched him. He looked somehow smaller and more vulnerable, like the youth she had wed in the sept at Riverrun, fifteen long years gone. Her loins still ached from the urgency of his lovemaking. It was a good ache. She could feel his seed within her. She prayed that it might quicken there. It had been three years since Rickon. She was not too old. She could give him another son.
a mannnnnnnnnn
such as youuuuuuu!
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It's BAD to be gay!
Post this on the wall of a HUGE ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ QUEER and tell them how DISGUSTING they are
I invited him to my house for a native lan party. He said he was coming so i was looking forward to meeting him in real life.
When he arrived at my house, he pushed me against the wall and started nibbling my ear, i felt his hard ♥♥♥♥ push against my leg. I punched him and then 1 tapped him. Turns out he was gay. Don't trust this guy.
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