loot

All hail the secondhand book.
And low, low prices.


Surprise gifts from the one i call father/dadmonster/fuckface*
The man knows me well.
And yes, i will be keeping the tiny jar.
For what purpose? God knows but it's teeny and must be mine.



* if i'm not calling you horrendous things then i'm probably not very fond of you...

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