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Re: LF WL ADVENT PETS<33333
by jos » Wed Dec 30, 2020 2:55 pm
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"i saw my life branching out before me like the green fig from the story. from
the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned
and winked. one fig was a husband, and a happy home and children; another
fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig
was europe and africa and south america, and another was constantin and
socrates and attila and a pack of other lovers with offbeat professions. beyond
and above these figs were many more figs i couldn't quite make out. i saw myself
sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because i couldn't
make up my mind which of the figs i would choose. i wanted each and every one
of them, but choosing one meant losing the rest, and, as i sat there, unable to
decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, began to plop to
the ground at my feet." written by my favorite melancholic, sylvia plath
the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned
and winked. one fig was a husband, and a happy home and children; another
fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig
was europe and africa and south america, and another was constantin and
socrates and attila and a pack of other lovers with offbeat professions. beyond
and above these figs were many more figs i couldn't quite make out. i saw myself
sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because i couldn't
make up my mind which of the figs i would choose. i wanted each and every one
of them, but choosing one meant losing the rest, and, as i sat there, unable to
decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, began to plop to
the ground at my feet." written by my favorite melancholic, sylvia plath
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Re: LF WL ADVENT PETS<33333
by jos » Wed Dec 30, 2020 2:59 pm
bump!
"i saw my life branching out before me like the green fig from the story. from
the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned
and winked. one fig was a husband, and a happy home and children; another
fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig
was europe and africa and south america, and another was constantin and
socrates and attila and a pack of other lovers with offbeat professions. beyond
and above these figs were many more figs i couldn't quite make out. i saw myself
sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because i couldn't
make up my mind which of the figs i would choose. i wanted each and every one
of them, but choosing one meant losing the rest, and, as i sat there, unable to
decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, began to plop to
the ground at my feet." written by my favorite melancholic, sylvia plath
the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned
and winked. one fig was a husband, and a happy home and children; another
fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig
was europe and africa and south america, and another was constantin and
socrates and attila and a pack of other lovers with offbeat professions. beyond
and above these figs were many more figs i couldn't quite make out. i saw myself
sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because i couldn't
make up my mind which of the figs i would choose. i wanted each and every one
of them, but choosing one meant losing the rest, and, as i sat there, unable to
decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, began to plop to
the ground at my feet." written by my favorite melancholic, sylvia plath
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Re: LF WL ADVENT PETS<33333
by jos » Sat Jan 02, 2021 1:41 pm
bump!
"i saw my life branching out before me like the green fig from the story. from
the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned
and winked. one fig was a husband, and a happy home and children; another
fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig
was europe and africa and south america, and another was constantin and
socrates and attila and a pack of other lovers with offbeat professions. beyond
and above these figs were many more figs i couldn't quite make out. i saw myself
sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because i couldn't
make up my mind which of the figs i would choose. i wanted each and every one
of them, but choosing one meant losing the rest, and, as i sat there, unable to
decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, began to plop to
the ground at my feet." written by my favorite melancholic, sylvia plath
the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned
and winked. one fig was a husband, and a happy home and children; another
fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig
was europe and africa and south america, and another was constantin and
socrates and attila and a pack of other lovers with offbeat professions. beyond
and above these figs were many more figs i couldn't quite make out. i saw myself
sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because i couldn't
make up my mind which of the figs i would choose. i wanted each and every one
of them, but choosing one meant losing the rest, and, as i sat there, unable to
decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, began to plop to
the ground at my feet." written by my favorite melancholic, sylvia plath
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Re: TRADE ME
by jos » Tue Jan 05, 2021 4:02 pm
bump!
"i saw my life branching out before me like the green fig from the story. from
the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned
and winked. one fig was a husband, and a happy home and children; another
fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig
was europe and africa and south america, and another was constantin and
socrates and attila and a pack of other lovers with offbeat professions. beyond
and above these figs were many more figs i couldn't quite make out. i saw myself
sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because i couldn't
make up my mind which of the figs i would choose. i wanted each and every one
of them, but choosing one meant losing the rest, and, as i sat there, unable to
decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, began to plop to
the ground at my feet." written by my favorite melancholic, sylvia plath
the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned
and winked. one fig was a husband, and a happy home and children; another
fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig
was europe and africa and south america, and another was constantin and
socrates and attila and a pack of other lovers with offbeat professions. beyond
and above these figs were many more figs i couldn't quite make out. i saw myself
sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because i couldn't
make up my mind which of the figs i would choose. i wanted each and every one
of them, but choosing one meant losing the rest, and, as i sat there, unable to
decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, began to plop to
the ground at my feet." written by my favorite melancholic, sylvia plath
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Re: TRADE MEEEE<33333333
by jos » Tue Jan 05, 2021 4:14 pm
bump!
"i saw my life branching out before me like the green fig from the story. from
the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned
and winked. one fig was a husband, and a happy home and children; another
fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig
was europe and africa and south america, and another was constantin and
socrates and attila and a pack of other lovers with offbeat professions. beyond
and above these figs were many more figs i couldn't quite make out. i saw myself
sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because i couldn't
make up my mind which of the figs i would choose. i wanted each and every one
of them, but choosing one meant losing the rest, and, as i sat there, unable to
decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, began to plop to
the ground at my feet." written by my favorite melancholic, sylvia plath
the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned
and winked. one fig was a husband, and a happy home and children; another
fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig
was europe and africa and south america, and another was constantin and
socrates and attila and a pack of other lovers with offbeat professions. beyond
and above these figs were many more figs i couldn't quite make out. i saw myself
sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because i couldn't
make up my mind which of the figs i would choose. i wanted each and every one
of them, but choosing one meant losing the rest, and, as i sat there, unable to
decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, began to plop to
the ground at my feet." written by my favorite melancholic, sylvia plath
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Re: TRADE MEEEE<33333333
by jos » Wed Jan 13, 2021 2:17 pm
bump!
"i saw my life branching out before me like the green fig from the story. from
the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned
and winked. one fig was a husband, and a happy home and children; another
fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig
was europe and africa and south america, and another was constantin and
socrates and attila and a pack of other lovers with offbeat professions. beyond
and above these figs were many more figs i couldn't quite make out. i saw myself
sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because i couldn't
make up my mind which of the figs i would choose. i wanted each and every one
of them, but choosing one meant losing the rest, and, as i sat there, unable to
decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, began to plop to
the ground at my feet." written by my favorite melancholic, sylvia plath
the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned
and winked. one fig was a husband, and a happy home and children; another
fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig
was europe and africa and south america, and another was constantin and
socrates and attila and a pack of other lovers with offbeat professions. beyond
and above these figs were many more figs i couldn't quite make out. i saw myself
sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because i couldn't
make up my mind which of the figs i would choose. i wanted each and every one
of them, but choosing one meant losing the rest, and, as i sat there, unable to
decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, began to plop to
the ground at my feet." written by my favorite melancholic, sylvia plath
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Re: TRADE MEEEE<33333333
by jos » Fri Jan 15, 2021 7:06 pm
bump!
"i saw my life branching out before me like the green fig from the story. from
the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned
and winked. one fig was a husband, and a happy home and children; another
fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig
was europe and africa and south america, and another was constantin and
socrates and attila and a pack of other lovers with offbeat professions. beyond
and above these figs were many more figs i couldn't quite make out. i saw myself
sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because i couldn't
make up my mind which of the figs i would choose. i wanted each and every one
of them, but choosing one meant losing the rest, and, as i sat there, unable to
decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, began to plop to
the ground at my feet." written by my favorite melancholic, sylvia plath
the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned
and winked. one fig was a husband, and a happy home and children; another
fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig
was europe and africa and south america, and another was constantin and
socrates and attila and a pack of other lovers with offbeat professions. beyond
and above these figs were many more figs i couldn't quite make out. i saw myself
sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because i couldn't
make up my mind which of the figs i would choose. i wanted each and every one
of them, but choosing one meant losing the rest, and, as i sat there, unable to
decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, began to plop to
the ground at my feet." written by my favorite melancholic, sylvia plath
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Re: TRADE MEEEE<33333333
by jos » Mon Jan 18, 2021 4:20 pm
jos wrote:introductions wrote:
hiya, i'm jos! nice to meet u. i have been playing this game for a few years now, and have gotten some pretty good pets and items! feel free to send a trade for anything in the unlocked groups, except the dreamie group that is marked just for display pls c:
have a great day and happy trading! https://www.chickensmoothie.com/trades/edittrade.php?partner=738668
bump!
"i saw my life branching out before me like the green fig from the story. from
the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned
and winked. one fig was a husband, and a happy home and children; another
fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig
was europe and africa and south america, and another was constantin and
socrates and attila and a pack of other lovers with offbeat professions. beyond
and above these figs were many more figs i couldn't quite make out. i saw myself
sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because i couldn't
make up my mind which of the figs i would choose. i wanted each and every one
of them, but choosing one meant losing the rest, and, as i sat there, unable to
decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, began to plop to
the ground at my feet." written by my favorite melancholic, sylvia plath
the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned
and winked. one fig was a husband, and a happy home and children; another
fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig
was europe and africa and south america, and another was constantin and
socrates and attila and a pack of other lovers with offbeat professions. beyond
and above these figs were many more figs i couldn't quite make out. i saw myself
sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because i couldn't
make up my mind which of the figs i would choose. i wanted each and every one
of them, but choosing one meant losing the rest, and, as i sat there, unable to
decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, began to plop to
the ground at my feet." written by my favorite melancholic, sylvia plath
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Re: TRADE MEEEE<33333333
by jos » Tue Jan 19, 2021 6:22 pm
jos wrote:introductions wrote:
hiya, i'm jos! nice to meet u. i have been playing this game for a few years now, and have gotten some pretty good pets and items! feel free to send a trade for anything in the unlocked groups, except the dreamie group that is marked just for display pls c:
have a great day and happy trading! https://www.chickensmoothie.com/trades/edittrade.php?partner=738668
bump!
"i saw my life branching out before me like the green fig from the story. from
the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned
and winked. one fig was a husband, and a happy home and children; another
fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig
was europe and africa and south america, and another was constantin and
socrates and attila and a pack of other lovers with offbeat professions. beyond
and above these figs were many more figs i couldn't quite make out. i saw myself
sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because i couldn't
make up my mind which of the figs i would choose. i wanted each and every one
of them, but choosing one meant losing the rest, and, as i sat there, unable to
decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, began to plop to
the ground at my feet." written by my favorite melancholic, sylvia plath
the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned
and winked. one fig was a husband, and a happy home and children; another
fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig
was europe and africa and south america, and another was constantin and
socrates and attila and a pack of other lovers with offbeat professions. beyond
and above these figs were many more figs i couldn't quite make out. i saw myself
sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because i couldn't
make up my mind which of the figs i would choose. i wanted each and every one
of them, but choosing one meant losing the rest, and, as i sat there, unable to
decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, began to plop to
the ground at my feet." written by my favorite melancholic, sylvia plath
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Re: TRADE MEEEE<33333333
by jos » Wed Jan 20, 2021 4:43 pm
bump!
"i saw my life branching out before me like the green fig from the story. from
the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned
and winked. one fig was a husband, and a happy home and children; another
fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig
was europe and africa and south america, and another was constantin and
socrates and attila and a pack of other lovers with offbeat professions. beyond
and above these figs were many more figs i couldn't quite make out. i saw myself
sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because i couldn't
make up my mind which of the figs i would choose. i wanted each and every one
of them, but choosing one meant losing the rest, and, as i sat there, unable to
decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, began to plop to
the ground at my feet." written by my favorite melancholic, sylvia plath
the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned
and winked. one fig was a husband, and a happy home and children; another
fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig
was europe and africa and south america, and another was constantin and
socrates and attila and a pack of other lovers with offbeat professions. beyond
and above these figs were many more figs i couldn't quite make out. i saw myself
sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because i couldn't
make up my mind which of the figs i would choose. i wanted each and every one
of them, but choosing one meant losing the rest, and, as i sat there, unable to
decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, began to plop to
the ground at my feet." written by my favorite melancholic, sylvia plath
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