epiic

It's my pleasure to comment on your sets.. Often I take liberties on the English language that are in no danger of being confused for cogent thought...  So when I'm confronted with a genuinely favorable response I often fail at a proper retort. So I will just say Thank you and You're Welcome..  Though I might add: When I think of what defines an SG, those specific traits -  beauty, ink and attitude, clearly you register on the Richter Scale at an earth shattering 9.0.. and as I walk the hallowed halls of the SG Pantheon and gaze upon these incredible'works' of @epiic Suicide I find myself completely enamored, and it just feels right ~ much love Beautiful ❤

Smoke them if you got them, and have one for those who can't. Enjoy.

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27 has a good spirit.

pretty

WoW 😍

Is there a word limit on this by the way? I could go all day. 😅

I love your furry labia. Incredible,

I'm ready!

Thats are gorgeous news. :)

I believe that's always the way it is. When we close our minds we just see these needy animals that we do everything for as we feed, clean, and do what feels like everything when they sleep and bug us when they want to be rubbed, but taking a step back and seeing it from outside our own point of view we see them do so much more. Animals are attentive to our emotions and push harder than most humans to get through the worst pain. On their deathbeds they'll sense you having a rough day and cry every step of the way to sit in your lap and cheer you up. They do so much and actually require so very little. They teach us what it's like to love unconditionally, to surrender our time to what is more important than anything else in the world. It's the best and worst decision in the world to have a fur child. They make every day great, but when they pass it's the saddest moment ever. As you said, we should celebrate their lives not mourn what was supposedly lost because we can close our eyes and see their faces, we can feel their love continue through every day we breathe and share our own love elsewhere. There is a lot more to celebrate and remember than there is to mourn because their soft physical self was a great comfort, but it was what rested below those fuzzy ears and deep in that ticklish tummy (that they either love or hate, silly animals) that was everything we loved about them. I was just watching some videos on random animals that were about to be euthanized and the owners took them in to help them them. One video was a couple chihuahuas that had no front legs so the owners took skate trucks and made a harness for them so they could run around and skate their way everywhere. It was cute watching them without the harnesses because they walked around on their two hind legs to get places.

I'm super excited!!!

Already the preview pictures are gorgeous! :)

Absolute amazing photos! <3 <3 <3