my body is a prison, and i’ll fuck shit up till i can paint the walls a nice shade of baker-miller pink
my body is a prison, and i’ll fuck shit up till i can paint the walls a nice shade of baker-miller pink
that hotel hallway smell. can’t quite describe it any other way, but it hits hard for me
dance dance revolution, a neat arcade rhythm game played with your feet
i like ddr alot, but i suck ass at it
still a fan
my mother always said there’s no such thing as monsters, no real ones.
this is the colo- RED!
they said while not being censored
don’t bread on me
I NEED MORE MILK, SO I WENT OUT
elegant like josh roehl! just say a person of culture or something like that, slashes were never meant to be the 27th letter!
the feeling of rust on my fingers, is almost orgasmic
congratulations!! you have made the stupidest grammatical anomaly to ever exist
rare hexbear W
he got up cmom got down with the thickness