29 days… and counting…

Where have these protective urges come from?! They make no sense! They’re infused with irrationality! I don’t want anyone or anything near my baby and its mother! You say you’re her friend? I don’t care! Stay away! If there’s even just the slightest hint that you are a threat, that you might bring danger or risk… stay away!


I stand at the entrance of the cave and wave my club at thee!

Come any closer and I’ll smash in your skull!!


… *** ahem *** …

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