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once a year I come out of my arpg hole and post deer. I draw so many deer. But its all on TH.

These two own my brain atm. They're tragic. I love them.

Roza and Ira. Roza died young. Ira grew old.

That is all I'll say.

Description
once a year I come out of my arpg hole and post deer. I draw so many deer. But its all on TH.

These two own my brain atm. They're tragic. I love them.

Roza and Ira. Roza died young. Ira grew old.

That is all I'll say.