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⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠁⠄⠁⠈⠄⠄⠄⠄⣿⡀⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠓⠸⠏⠄⢹⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⢠⠿⠿⢻⣦⣤⣠⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠈⠻⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⡿⠁⠄⠄⠄⠄⠈⠄⠄⢸⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⢭⡛⡀⠄⠄⠨⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⠁⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠻⣧⡀⣈⣿⣿⠟⠄⠄⠠⢇⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⡁⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⢀⢀⣉⡉⠉⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠰⠂⠄⠄⠄⠄⢹⣿⣿
⣿⣿⡇⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⣿⠿⠁⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠘⣿⣿
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The only reason I had my turtle with me was because whenever I ♥♥♥, I feel really depressed and lonely, so I thought that if my turtle watched with my I wouldn't feel lonely. Well I started stroking my willie, I used lotion, i took all my clothes off, but my dumbass forgot the tissues. I realized that I forgot to grab tissues but it was too late. I was going to ♥♥♥. I didn't want to ♥♥♥ everywhere so I had to think fast. It was when I saw my turtle when I realized what I had to do. I came like a ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
My turtle was painted with my ♥♥♥ in his tiny little face and all around his shell. I would never forgot the look my turtle gave me. His disappointing face broke my heart. I put on my clothes, I took my turtle to the bathroom and cleaned him off. What happened, happened. But my turtle would never forget what happened