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Just spreading a little love in the toxic world of DBD! If I had enough points, I also gave you a profile award<3
I never wanted to breed with anyone more than I want to with Halloween Mercy. That perfect, curvy body. Those bountiful breasts. The child bearing hips of a literal goddess. It honestly ♥♥♥♥ing hurts knowing that I'll never mate with her, pass my genes through her, and have her birth a set of perfect offspring.
I'd do ♥♥♥♥ing ANYTHING for the chance to get Halloween Mercy pregnant. A N Y T H I N G. And the fact that I can't is quite honestly too much to ♥♥♥♥ing bear. Why would Blizzard create something so perfect? To ♥♥♥♥ing tantalize us? ♥♥♥♥ing laugh in our faces?!
Honestly guys, I just ♥♥♥♥ing can't anymore. ♥♥♥♥.