arachnidsGrip

About me:

RAWR!!!!!!!! I'm a huge spider8itch!!!!!!!! >::::) Anyways, I'm just a silly homestuck who loves horror and has a sweet tooth. I also love straw8erries (if you dare tell me they're bad I will swallow you whole). My kins are: Vriska, Yuri, Homura, Lain, Asuka, and Omori8oy.
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Who I'd like to meet:

ANDREW HUSSIE!!!!!!!!