This belongs to me.

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I believe it is ThunderClan outside.
You were one word away from a coherent thought.
I have pie of coherent dough! Why is the black widows amber rope tinkering about?!
I'm sure a pie of coherent dough is delicious, Autocorrect, but I don't see any spiders, or ninja superheroes, if that's what you meant.
I am hose the geraniums at counteracting yoga moves in expelling.
Wut.
My one boyfriend ink aids redundant nebular person.
I hope you didn't mean that how I read that.
Horse dung you really hint?
If you meant to end that with a period, Autocorrect, that is a very rude statement.
I am Googling timber eater and bones.
You do that. . . .
I licked Okapi.
TONGUE OFF MY OC!
I want burned microwave for Christmas.
Why do you like microwaves so much? You managed to go SEVEN LINES without mentioning one.
My inner atmospheric organs united inside oranges.
o.O
Widows are yoga stars at mango-shopping?
Autocorrect, you are mentally disturbed.
Want a pokey oven microwave? Thesaurus ants wreath innerly. I heterosexually salted you with thimble underwear through winners. Here, you corduroy hack -- Future? Where did you go?
*hiding in a trashcan*