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obsessed
Join Date: Nov 2013
Location: fucka idiyote
Posts: 5,709
Battle Record: Faggot-1
Accomplishments - can recite entirety of shrek 2
Champed - tangoed with spider man behind scenes in spider-man 2
- was candidate for gerber baby 3x
- smush parker like bb comment on instagram saying "u fucka suck idiyote"
- smush beer on head and didn't cry
- parallel parked in between 2 ferrari's in tonky truck once
- when saying pledge of allegiance i said "i don't" lmao deadass bb satan
- won tshirt from taco bell saying "taco cat" is the same backwards for filling out 500 surveys in a
- neighbor house caught on fire i call FIRE department and saved lives, was in newspaper
- set neighbor house on fire lmao
- fuck neighbor husband and wife
- first fish caught resembled david ortiz
- colin kaepernick
- related to genghis khan
- elected assistant to the vice president assistant to the president for regional chess club
- never lost game of hide and seek
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or how I did those odd little moan noises
it was funny. I just laughed. At how we laughed. Sad. Now I’m sad over how we laughed. Neptuniun fury. Name it a curtain call Brim of the acrylic cloth that buried shadows in our love consecrate the squeaky bed bolted in with rusty lugs hallow lunging forth to start the sunup under covers dried with passion in our eyes their lies a passive, sane perhaps a way, cause absence makes my heart grow odder. struck gold. pick axe made out of my own bone. marrow swallowed mishap. diamond in the rough. drone glow gloom in the dark. we’d pair together close to heart if we were of other genus from the start the geniuses on Noah’s arc couldn’t have us thrown apart. I’m over it, i’m covert, my soul has slipped composite cant think brash. bashed for thinking positive. acid spilling, splashing things. I’ve had it up to, all hell and it’s noxious. nauseating. faucet water springing from the tall wells, a plastic feelings’ honor. blood sort of complicates things. I’m all for revealing monsters Grey Goose. Wollop punch. Just wait til' all hell that'll break. noose. lay loose, vodka drunk. Guts itching to hate you lol |
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