Wake up and smell the rocks I’m throwing at you

The butterflies are back, floating all over inside my stomach. It’s a great feeling.

I just hope it’s mutual.

Posted by Hena
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Mean Green Heen Machine

Hena is twenty years old. She resides in a wonderful but boring town in New Jersey. She is often confused for a dinosaur due to the texture of her skin, her razor sharp teeth, and her slanted eyes. She likes music a lot and unfortunately, she doesn't prefer a specific genre. She plays video games frequently. She is an artist, but not a very good one. She has a very active imagination and it often leads her to Daydreamville. She likes tarantulas and would very much like to have her very own tarantula massacre. She also likes ferrets, fish, and bunnies. Finally, she is a megalomaniac and is positive that she is better than you.
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