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>>need some suggestions for budget ref sheets pls
Posted 7 years agoHi pals
I need suggestions for artists that do quality ref sheets that aren't $200 lmaooo I don't try to be cheap but of the disposable funds I have I don't want to spend them all on furry art
Please drop artist names if they're open for commissions! Also ideally they would need to take some creative freedom with a character I'm working on as I'm still not 100% with it and would like to see how they handle it
Also if you're an artist and wanna do it for me pls hit ya boi up 🔥🔥🔥
I need suggestions for artists that do quality ref sheets that aren't $200 lmaooo I don't try to be cheap but of the disposable funds I have I don't want to spend them all on furry art
Please drop artist names if they're open for commissions! Also ideally they would need to take some creative freedom with a character I'm working on as I'm still not 100% with it and would like to see how they handle it
Also if you're an artist and wanna do it for me pls hit ya boi up 🔥🔥🔥
>>fucking listen to my new song pls
Posted 7 years ago>>ayyyy
Posted 7 years agoI fell into the /r/furry rabbit hole today, and it made me miss this place and it's people. I know I always say that I'm going to get active again, but life always happens.
Still doing music. Things came up and we've pushed back our album release more than a few times but it's all coming together. Stoked on it.
Going back to school in a few months. In negotiations with the local University about an Admissions Counselor position that'll pay great and give me some much needed structure in my life.
Most of all, I miss you all. And I miss dressing up as a dog and having fun with my friends.
Still doing music. Things came up and we've pushed back our album release more than a few times but it's all coming together. Stoked on it.
Going back to school in a few months. In negotiations with the local University about an Admissions Counselor position that'll pay great and give me some much needed structure in my life.
Most of all, I miss you all. And I miss dressing up as a dog and having fun with my friends.
>>duuuuuuuuude
Posted 9 years agoI accepted a tour offer for March and I'm gonna be playing So What?! Festival in Dallas. Working on booking a show with Enter Shikari for the same tour and I'm actually stoked to be back on the road and playing shows again.
I'll be playing bass for my friends in Amestris, and doing some backing vocals as to keep my pipes ready for when I come back home to play with my Propheteer buddies.
2017 is gonna be my biggest year in music and I'm so excited to have these opportunities. I owe the Amestris crew a bunch for asking me to go out on these shows with them. It's gonna be a good comeback into the scene for me.
If you live west of Iowa, odds are we will be playing near you. I'll post tour dates in a few weeks when they're finalized.
I am so happy right now.
I'll be playing bass for my friends in Amestris, and doing some backing vocals as to keep my pipes ready for when I come back home to play with my Propheteer buddies.
2017 is gonna be my biggest year in music and I'm so excited to have these opportunities. I owe the Amestris crew a bunch for asking me to go out on these shows with them. It's gonna be a good comeback into the scene for me.
If you live west of Iowa, odds are we will be playing near you. I'll post tour dates in a few weeks when they're finalized.
I am so happy right now.
>>kind of a follow up
Posted 9 years agoThanks to everyone who stuck around and cares enough to reach out and say hello. It's always nice to hear from you all.
Hope you have all been well! Feel free to drop a shout or note anytime. <3
Hope you have all been well! Feel free to drop a shout or note anytime. <3
>>well, well, well...
Posted 9 years agoI actually intended to go an entire three years before I returned to this barren wasteland that is FA, but I think two and a half is close enough.
My life has been an absolute roller-coaster of the highs and lows you would expect from me. I have done an incredible amount of growing up, finding out where I belong in the world, and how to keep my head above water when the tides seem to much to fight.
Let's start from where we left off.
---
NOTE: This is an incredibly long journal entry. I am recapping years of heavy stuff that I've been meaning to get off my chest. You're free to skim it at your leisure.
---
I ended my long distance relationship near the end of 2014. It had been tough to keep going, and after getting some incriminating messages from previous relations my ex had taken part in, I chose to terminate it. That was rough, but I had my work and my music to keep me going.
First half of 2015 was about the same -- I was working hard with my new music project with some old friends, working the same job, and overall, just living out my life for each day I had. I had moved in with my old friend from my first band and his buddy in late 2014 and we had the most kickass trailer you have ever seen. Still miss living there -- we only got to stay there until May of 2015. Issues with our landlord forced us out.
June of 2015 rolled around, and it proved to be considerably the hardest month of my life.
I took a road trip alone to Seattle. One of my all time favorite bands, Acceptance, had gotten back together to play some shows and I wasn't going to miss it. Twelve hour drive there was worth it -- it was hands down one of the best nights in my recent years. I began the trip home literally shaking with adrenaline and hope for my future. Nothing could break me.
Unfortunately, as most things tend to go, the high I had experienced from a night of pure elation was shattered.
I had left at about 2AM. I got into Montana at about 9AM, with what had to have been at least thirty missed phone calls and a nearly identical number of text messages. Given my friends and their history of fucking with me, I figured they were just trying to entertain themselves.
The first thing I saw was a Facebook message from my long-time friend Corey, who was working up in Canada at the time. He asked me if I was okay, and that he had seen that my roommate had posted something regarding a car accident. I relayed that I was in fact fine, and called my roommate.
That one minute phone call destroyed my life.
Upon answering, he apologized for calling me so many times while I was driving. I disregarded it and just wanted to know what had happened. He paused for a substantial length of time.
"Jenn died last night."
Jenn, for those of you who don't know, was one of my best friends. She had dated my roommate for years, and they had just recently broken up. They were repairing their relationship and were starting to get back on good terms.
I was in shock. I didn't say anything, and neither did he.
It took me a few seconds before I could just mutter a broken "...what?"
He repeated himself, and I chocked back tears. He seemed so indifferent, but I knew he had to be hurting.
I could only say thank you for informing me, and that I'd see him in a few hours.
I sat in my Jeep and cried. Cried harder than I'd ever done in my entire life. A sweet old woman came to my window and asked if there was anything I could do. I informed her of what happened, and she shared a moment of silence with me as I continued to just sob all over my steering wheel. The entire point of my stop was to get gas and something to eat, and I couldn't even think of that. My best friend had died in a car accident.
She had been driving drunk -- and if there is anything I say that you take to heart, let it be that there is NO excuse for driving while intoxicated. You are a danger to yourself and everyone else around you. I wish I could have been home to give her a ride home, but that's life. I couldn't have done anything to stop it.
After about half an hour, I managed to get gas and a drink and headed home. I promised myself to drive composed as to keep myself alive. I didn't want to put my friends and family through another tragedy.
Our house was somber. Nobody spoke, except for myself and my roommate's mother. We laughed and cried -- we all had been so close those years ago, and we had so many memories to relive.
Her memorial service was beautiful. My roommate and I played some songs in her memory, and to this day, that was the best performance I have ever done.
Just a few weeks later, I met a guy who has changed my entire outlook on what it is to be in a relationship. He and I had our first date, and for the first time, I felt no reservations when I was with him. One date turned into a few, and a few turned into spending almost all of our time together. I ended up moving in with him a few months later.
We are now happily married. I am a husband to the greatest man I have ever met.
He saved my life, and I mean that on many levels. I had the intention of killing myself early this year. My job had become too stressful for me and my health, and my medications were not working. I was in constant pain, and the depression from losing Jenn was still destroying me. He saw the signs and got me the help I needed. Spending a weekend committed in a mental health institution was a horrifying experience, but it kept me from doing things to myself that would have hurt a lot more people than just myself.
In the span of the past twelve months, I started a new job that I grew to love, and became heavily involved in the political process. I am gearing up for a 2018 run for State Legislature in the Montana House of Representatives, and I am excited to serve the people of not only my community, but the state as a whole.
My old band from Florida broke up in late 2014. It was a shame, as they had so much potential to go far, even without me. As hard as that has been, I am glad to have had that experience.
Some members of the first band I was in, as well as some newcomers, are working with me on a new project. We are looking to revitalize the music scene we helped develop years ago, and I think we've got a good thing going. I have become much more skilled with my voice, and my career as a vocalist is one that I don't intend to give up on any time soon.
I have two incredibly wonderful dogs and a beautiful cat. My family is perfect and I couldn't think of anything to ruin my life for me.
--
The past three years have been tough. I've had the best days of my life, and I've had days where I had every intention of taking my own life. If there is anyone you can take stock of and realize that no matter how bad things get, it'll get better... it's me.
Thank you for taking the time to read this. Even if you don't know me, at least you can see into my life a bit and see why I take each day head on with optimism.
I knew that together,
We'd weather the storm.
Like broken glass,
Or a fractured streetlight,
We find ourselves,
In a perpetual state of repair.
-"...It Will Always Feel Familiar", If All Ends Well
(https://ifallendswellmt.bandcamp.co.....-feel-familiar)
My life has been an absolute roller-coaster of the highs and lows you would expect from me. I have done an incredible amount of growing up, finding out where I belong in the world, and how to keep my head above water when the tides seem to much to fight.
Let's start from where we left off.
---
NOTE: This is an incredibly long journal entry. I am recapping years of heavy stuff that I've been meaning to get off my chest. You're free to skim it at your leisure.
---
I ended my long distance relationship near the end of 2014. It had been tough to keep going, and after getting some incriminating messages from previous relations my ex had taken part in, I chose to terminate it. That was rough, but I had my work and my music to keep me going.
First half of 2015 was about the same -- I was working hard with my new music project with some old friends, working the same job, and overall, just living out my life for each day I had. I had moved in with my old friend from my first band and his buddy in late 2014 and we had the most kickass trailer you have ever seen. Still miss living there -- we only got to stay there until May of 2015. Issues with our landlord forced us out.
June of 2015 rolled around, and it proved to be considerably the hardest month of my life.
I took a road trip alone to Seattle. One of my all time favorite bands, Acceptance, had gotten back together to play some shows and I wasn't going to miss it. Twelve hour drive there was worth it -- it was hands down one of the best nights in my recent years. I began the trip home literally shaking with adrenaline and hope for my future. Nothing could break me.
Unfortunately, as most things tend to go, the high I had experienced from a night of pure elation was shattered.
I had left at about 2AM. I got into Montana at about 9AM, with what had to have been at least thirty missed phone calls and a nearly identical number of text messages. Given my friends and their history of fucking with me, I figured they were just trying to entertain themselves.
The first thing I saw was a Facebook message from my long-time friend Corey, who was working up in Canada at the time. He asked me if I was okay, and that he had seen that my roommate had posted something regarding a car accident. I relayed that I was in fact fine, and called my roommate.
That one minute phone call destroyed my life.
Upon answering, he apologized for calling me so many times while I was driving. I disregarded it and just wanted to know what had happened. He paused for a substantial length of time.
"Jenn died last night."
Jenn, for those of you who don't know, was one of my best friends. She had dated my roommate for years, and they had just recently broken up. They were repairing their relationship and were starting to get back on good terms.
I was in shock. I didn't say anything, and neither did he.
It took me a few seconds before I could just mutter a broken "...what?"
He repeated himself, and I chocked back tears. He seemed so indifferent, but I knew he had to be hurting.
I could only say thank you for informing me, and that I'd see him in a few hours.
I sat in my Jeep and cried. Cried harder than I'd ever done in my entire life. A sweet old woman came to my window and asked if there was anything I could do. I informed her of what happened, and she shared a moment of silence with me as I continued to just sob all over my steering wheel. The entire point of my stop was to get gas and something to eat, and I couldn't even think of that. My best friend had died in a car accident.
She had been driving drunk -- and if there is anything I say that you take to heart, let it be that there is NO excuse for driving while intoxicated. You are a danger to yourself and everyone else around you. I wish I could have been home to give her a ride home, but that's life. I couldn't have done anything to stop it.
After about half an hour, I managed to get gas and a drink and headed home. I promised myself to drive composed as to keep myself alive. I didn't want to put my friends and family through another tragedy.
Our house was somber. Nobody spoke, except for myself and my roommate's mother. We laughed and cried -- we all had been so close those years ago, and we had so many memories to relive.
Her memorial service was beautiful. My roommate and I played some songs in her memory, and to this day, that was the best performance I have ever done.
Just a few weeks later, I met a guy who has changed my entire outlook on what it is to be in a relationship. He and I had our first date, and for the first time, I felt no reservations when I was with him. One date turned into a few, and a few turned into spending almost all of our time together. I ended up moving in with him a few months later.
We are now happily married. I am a husband to the greatest man I have ever met.
He saved my life, and I mean that on many levels. I had the intention of killing myself early this year. My job had become too stressful for me and my health, and my medications were not working. I was in constant pain, and the depression from losing Jenn was still destroying me. He saw the signs and got me the help I needed. Spending a weekend committed in a mental health institution was a horrifying experience, but it kept me from doing things to myself that would have hurt a lot more people than just myself.
In the span of the past twelve months, I started a new job that I grew to love, and became heavily involved in the political process. I am gearing up for a 2018 run for State Legislature in the Montana House of Representatives, and I am excited to serve the people of not only my community, but the state as a whole.
My old band from Florida broke up in late 2014. It was a shame, as they had so much potential to go far, even without me. As hard as that has been, I am glad to have had that experience.
Some members of the first band I was in, as well as some newcomers, are working with me on a new project. We are looking to revitalize the music scene we helped develop years ago, and I think we've got a good thing going. I have become much more skilled with my voice, and my career as a vocalist is one that I don't intend to give up on any time soon.
I have two incredibly wonderful dogs and a beautiful cat. My family is perfect and I couldn't think of anything to ruin my life for me.
--
The past three years have been tough. I've had the best days of my life, and I've had days where I had every intention of taking my own life. If there is anyone you can take stock of and realize that no matter how bad things get, it'll get better... it's me.
Thank you for taking the time to read this. Even if you don't know me, at least you can see into my life a bit and see why I take each day head on with optimism.
I knew that together,
We'd weather the storm.
Like broken glass,
Or a fractured streetlight,
We find ourselves,
In a perpetual state of repair.
-"...It Will Always Feel Familiar", If All Ends Well
(https://ifallendswellmt.bandcamp.co.....-feel-familiar)
>>huh
Posted 11 years agoScouts
I've fallen stagnant,
And that scares me more than late nights ever did.
I'm at war with the words in my head.
The dark fills this room with blinding apathy;
I'm not sure if I'll ever feel a thing.
I hate where I've been, and more so where I'm going.
I'm wandering alone, with no chance of knowing,
If theres something on the other side.
I guess it's up to me to decide.
And should my knees give out on me,
I want you to remember how you last saw me.
This kid with a song left to sing,
And a hope that someone will save me.
The silence of this house still haunts me.
I just can't get to sleep.
Not when I have these thoughts of where I was,
And where I'm meant to be.
This town isn't right for me,
But I don't know where I'm going.
I'm travelling aimlessly,
Guided by streetlights,
And telling myself that I'm alright.
I'm alright.
And should my knees give out on me,
I want you to remember how you last saw me.
This kid with a song left to sing,
And a hope that someone will save me.
And should my heart fail me,
I want you to know that I'm so sorry.
I did all I could with the things I was given,
But I guess it wasn't enough.
The early hours hurt the most.
Deprivation of all my hope,
Is what keeps me from sanity.
At least these walls are always listening.
I fear the worst is yet to come,
I won't allow myself to become someone,
That I despise.
I won't allow myself to die.
And should my knees give out on me,
I want you to remember how you last saw me.
This kid with a song left to sing,
And a hope that someone will save me.
And should my heart fail me,
I want you to know that I'm so sorry.
I did all I could with the things I was given,
But I guess it wasn't enough.
I've fallen stagnant,
And that scares me more than late nights ever did.
I'm at war with the words in my head.
The dark fills this room with blinding apathy;
I'm not sure if I'll ever feel a thing.
I hate where I've been, and more so where I'm going.
I'm wandering alone, with no chance of knowing,
If theres something on the other side.
I guess it's up to me to decide.
And should my knees give out on me,
I want you to remember how you last saw me.
This kid with a song left to sing,
And a hope that someone will save me.
The silence of this house still haunts me.
I just can't get to sleep.
Not when I have these thoughts of where I was,
And where I'm meant to be.
This town isn't right for me,
But I don't know where I'm going.
I'm travelling aimlessly,
Guided by streetlights,
And telling myself that I'm alright.
I'm alright.
And should my knees give out on me,
I want you to remember how you last saw me.
This kid with a song left to sing,
And a hope that someone will save me.
And should my heart fail me,
I want you to know that I'm so sorry.
I did all I could with the things I was given,
But I guess it wasn't enough.
The early hours hurt the most.
Deprivation of all my hope,
Is what keeps me from sanity.
At least these walls are always listening.
I fear the worst is yet to come,
I won't allow myself to become someone,
That I despise.
I won't allow myself to die.
And should my knees give out on me,
I want you to remember how you last saw me.
This kid with a song left to sing,
And a hope that someone will save me.
And should my heart fail me,
I want you to know that I'm so sorry.
I did all I could with the things I was given,
But I guess it wasn't enough.
>>ugh
Posted 11 years agoI've challenged Jasmine's gym almost fourty times now and lost every time. It's damn near impossible to beat her with just a Pidgey. Damn it.>>poo
Posted 11 years agoOn more meds now and feeling sick as hell. Awesome.
Gonna play more HeartGold and kick ass at this solo Pidgey run.>>pllllpppppp
Posted 11 years agoUber bored. I guess with the past 25 hours I've had, it can't be helped.
Woke up at noon yesterday, and joined my senior friends for their graduation. So proud. Afterwards, we drove around town racing our cars and causing mischief. I eventually found myself in a friend's driveway after a late night Denny's run at 7AM. Left my car lights on like a super dumbass and killed my battery, as well as forgot my charger for my phone. Both were dead and I was stranded. Took another 5 hours before someone came to help me. Hah.
Gonna start up a Pokemon Crystal run using only a Pidgey and Magikarp. Stoked. Hoping to call the boyfriend later tonight if he's not too tired. Can't wait for him to come see me, you guys have no idea. <3>>taken
Posted 11 years ago:)
Happy to say that for the first time in over a year, I'm in a relationship. It may suck that he lives all the way in Florida while I'm stuck up here, but we can make this work. He's so great -- and I'm finally happy with somebody who really likes me for who I am.
Now to sleep. Pain meds are kicking in and I'm losing my ability to type. Haha.>>one of those journals
Posted 11 years agoWhere I gush over dudes and how gay I am.
Nah, but really. I've been talking to a friend of mine down in Florida, who just a few months ago came out to me as gay. It caught me by surprise -- he didn't strike me as gay when I first met him. We had talked a few times and he used to go to our shows... really sweet, good looking guy.
Anywho, I've been talking to him more lately, and he's just one of the nicest guys I've ever met. He cares a lot about what's going on in my life with my hospital visits, and just everything going on in general. It kills me that we didn't spend more time together while I was down in Florida, because I feel like we have something going between us...
...the question is, do I still go for it? Is it weird to initiate a long-distance relationship? I mean, I already know him and have met him in person, and I do care a lot for him... I just don't want the distance to be too much for him or I. I guess you never know until you try, right?>>when it won't save you
Posted 11 years ago>>get it together.
Posted 11 years agocan anybody explain to me why we feel so much worse as the night hours creep by us?
is it the lack of sun that drains our emotional stability; allowing the darker forces to overpower our domain and leave us with a sense of hopelessness?
i wish i had the answers. i wish i knew what to do, just like those years ago... but this time, i'm stuck. i'm wanting to exist in another realm that isn't feasible, instead of this plane of consciousness.
i don't want to do something i'll regret.
i'm terrified of what i'm capable of.>>insomnia
Posted 11 years agough.>>i need help.
Posted 11 years agoI can't do this on my own anymore. It's all become too much for me -- I don't know how to overcome it. Debt, depression, dreams I've left behind me. There's something more to life that I haven't been able to find in a long time.
I feel guilty for letting little things make me happy. I shouldn't be this excited for the new Pokemon games. I'm an adult, and I should be focusing on a career. Twitch Plays Pokemon shouldn't be that enjoyable for me. I should stop wasting my time. But you know what? Fuck that. Fuck it. If those things are what help me to get out of bed every morning, then awesome. I have a reason to go on living... because it's been pretty damn hard to find any other way to get my ass going. Between the pain I feel physically and emotionally, I'm at my breaking point.
I wish I could go to my family and friends and just spill my guts. But I feel like this is my battle to fight alone... and that's wrong. I can't do this alone. They're willing to help me and I can't bring myself to bother anybody else with my depression. To my friends on here who have offered a shoulder or ear, thank you... really. When I'm ready, I'll be there. Just give me time.
I just want to be happy again.>>it's a constant struggle
Posted 11 years agoI have good days and bad days. Depression takes the worst qualities I have and blows them up ten-fold for the world to see.
This has been one of the hardest years of my life. I started it on a good note -- turning 21 and having the time of my life with friends. My old band had a ton planned for the year, and we seemed unstoppable. I was supporting myself and doing what I loved most in life down in Orlando, and with the exception of my declining health and money issues, things were mostly optimistic.
Aaaaand hospital visit.
I spent the first two weeks of February in the hospital, with the first week being a no-food, no-water hell situation that I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy, and the next week being the poke-and-prod sessions that I wish I could forget. Accumulating almost $150,000 in debt in that time frame, I fortunately was able to walk away with a little over $120,000 of it being waived. This means I'm sitting at a little over $20k in medical bills at the moment. Unfortunately, this wouldn't be the last I'd see of hospital walls. Only a little over a month later, I'd be hospitalized again, this time after I made the incredibly tough decision to move back home, for my health and for my financial well-being. This meant leaving my music career behind, and all the work I'd done to make a name for myself in Florida.
This time, back in Great Falls, I was told that I needed surgery or I was going to die. It was a familiar situation, seeing as I had missed out on surgery in Florida due to massive inflammation and the procedure being too risky at the time. I took the chance as soon as it presented itself and told them I wanted the surgery. A few hours in there and they took out enough to make a couple clones of me, I'm sure.
I haven't gotten the bills for those yet. My insurance didn't carry over to Montana from Florida -- none of the stay/procedure were covered, and the bills will be coming soon.
I'm in a crazy amount of debt and I have no idea how I'm going to get out of it in my lifetime. I am incredibly blessed to still be alive and able to even tell this story... but at the same time, it's swallowing me whole. I feel trapped. Between not being able to pursue my music career as I'd like to, working a fast food job that I don't enjoy, and battling depression on a regular basis... shit is tough, man. I'm losing it.
I'm fucking losing it.
tl;dr I'm a mess right now, and it doesn't seem to be letting up any time soon.>>HOENN CONFIRMED ヽ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ﾉ
Posted 11 years agoヽ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ﾉ TRUMPETS OR RIOT ヽ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ﾉ
>>MFF 2k14
Posted 11 years agoThanks to my bestie 
fennecfur, I realized that they moved MFF to December.
This created a good situation for me -- I'll be able to attend this year!
I'm currently working out my finances and trip specs (definitely not driving -- done enough of that to last me the rest of the year). I get to fly with my suit and whatever props/etc. I choose to bring with me. Anybody have any advice for flying with a fursuit? I've never done that before and it terrifies me that it'll get crushed or something.
Also going to do a SNK cosplay with my suit. Survey Corps Kaskae is a go!
fennecfur>>f5?
Posted 11 years ago) __ )
>>when i grow up
Posted 11 years agoI'm totally gonna join the Survey Corps.
What can go wrong?
(Life's been really monotonous for me lately, which is good, I guess. Going back to work this week, and starting up on some new music to get my mind off of other things. Been trying to stay positive and distract myself from potentially hazardous thoughts but sometimes they seem to win.)>>okaay
Posted 11 years agoSo the last journal I posted was depressing as shit to read so BYE JOURNAL
No but really it's 4:30AM and Im so tired I can barely even type this. I don't even know why Im making a new journal or what im even doing at this point witht my night.
ffuck
https://churchofthehelixchoir.bandcamp.com/
listen to LAZOR GATOR>>whats good, guys.
Posted 11 years agoI'm very fortunate.
I was admitted back into the hospital, this time in Great Falls, last Friday. I woke up at 1AM after feeling great for the few days prior in an intense amount of pain. It was the worst I'd felt since the first time I'd been in the hospital, and I knew I had to go to the ER if it didn't clear up.
About six in the morning, I decided that I couldn't wait. Something was wrong. I had my mom drive me up to the ER and they admitted me the moment I got there. I got a CT scan and they told me I needed emergency surgery right away. Within an hour I was under the knife and after a two-hour procedure, they removed my appendix that was covered in an unknown mass, as well as sixteen inches of my colon and small intestine.
I'm recovering now, just left the hospital yesterday and I'm on a lot of painkillers and antibiotics. It's been tough. I hurt a lot and I'm ready for my life to be back to normal. I have a gnarly scar that extends from my pelvis to my lower chest; I look about as bad as I feel. Another week should be enough for me to get back in the game. Thank you all for your support over the past few months. It's been a trial of me figuring out what's wrong with me medically, and now I'm just waiting for answers.>>no big pt 2
Posted 11 years ago fennecfur is legit mmk.
Her house has so many cute pets and her room smells good.
That is all. >>no big
Posted 11 years agoJust hanging with my home dawg 
kolbejack after my 19 hour drive to Maryland.
Y'all be jeluzzz.
kolbejack