i prefer girls who prefer doggie style.
make mines a double please on the rocks, i'm feeling rather saucy today. yes, my hair does have a little red in it, but it's completely unnatural and just a side effect of fucking with my hair again.
i am not John Wayne Bobbit
i am not John Wayne Bobbit
i am not John Wayne Bobbit
but you can be my Lorena anyday, bailey
it's here for you to sever and throw outside in the bushes
i am not John Wayne Bobbit
i am not John Wayne Bobbit
but you can be my Lorena anyday, bailey
it's here for you to sever and throw outside in the bushes
i promise not to swear in thys journal entry, fuck, a typo. sorry about that.
bailey:
i saw that you posted in brie's journal and i am crying and sad and jealous...and hopping in my car to come cut your penis off in a fit oh mad internet love rage.
you fucked with the wrong fucker, you fuck!
you fucked with the wrong fucker, you fuck!
isn't saying you're "polyamorous" just the nice way of saying that really you're a complete different cock a night sucking, vile skank WHORE.
boxterjulep:
fuck anything that'll move or not move. fuck it all
being yourself is so boring, we should all aspire to be as insane as possible. then the world would be an even more fucked up place.
You should all thank the by-gone pilgrims for the introduction of death, disease, and inhumane acts of cruelty towards the natives that once roamed this land. happy thanksgiving.
if i were you, i'd consider getting that checked out. pronto. mutherfucker.
Put that in your pipe, and smoke it.
i'd kill to be bailey's right arm. or perhaps a nautical star. i'd kill with a nautical star to be bailey's right arm. no. really. you're not getting this are you, mean either. but what the hell.
