RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH (tears honda civic into four pieces of equal mass, and then makes a cool postmodern chair out of them) Hey daddy, want this chair??????

My son !

my ears ring from the foxholes of anzio (listening to mcr and loving it!!!)

not as amazing as my winter glow up!!!

not a letter john mohan

freaking gay! (me that is)

i am 40 and loving it !

i have been put on the do not serveld list.,., a salt and battery

ok Chris Davis

i didnt mean for that to come off that way

will you put a picture of your hands in my dm

monkaW

dont take the lord's name in vain

now the Sit on my face (please) my number ---> (815) 439-1269 (っ◔◡◔)っ ♥ call me ♥

frenhc peopele are NOT allwoed to play rumpet,.,.,.,.,.,.,.

@@robin-um4zj Why because it's only for you Americans, I know why we're afraid we do the same, ah ah ah ???

i have been diagnosed with bignut schizophrenia (big nuts oh oh yeah biggie biggie nuts)

ok crazyvideos95

i regret being homophobic towards my youngest son. Our estrangement has only grown, but now i am proud homobelexual! free love

They who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night. - Poe (the president)

www.amazon.com/Grindmaster-Cecilware-ST-Automatic-Espresso-Capacity/dp/B07QG41BPS

hm,.,.,.,..,,.,.,.,.,..,,.,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

stop YELLING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

see now you made me yell too. Im sorry. Hatred begets hatred. I will pray.

I got your picture, I'm coming with you Dear Maria, count me in There's a story at the bottom of this bottle And I'm the pen When the lights go up I wanna watch the way you take the stage by storm The way you wrap those boys around your finger Go on and play the leader 'Cause you know it's what you're good at The low road for the fast track, make every second last 'Cause I got your picture, I'm coming with you Dear Maria, count me in There's a story at the bottom of this bottle And I'm the pen Make it count When I'm the one who's selling you out 'Cause it feels like stealing hearts Calling your name from the crowd Doesn't that mean You'll be the showgirl of the home team I'll be the narrator Telling another tale of the American dream I see your name in lights We could make you a star Girl, we'll take the world by storm It isn't that hard 'Cause I got your picture, I'm coming with you Dear Maria, count me in There's a story at the bottom of this bottle And I'm the pen Make it count When I'm the one who's selling you out 'Cause it feels like stealing hearts Calling your name from the crowd, whoa Take a breath, don't it sound so easy? Never had a doubt, now I'm going crazy Watching from the floor Take a breath and let the rest come easy Never settle down 'cause the cash flow leaves me Always wanting more 'Cause I got your picture, I'm coming with you Dear Maria, count me in There's a story at the bottom of this bottle And I'm the pen Make it count When I'm the one who's selling you out 'Cause it feels like stealing hearts Calling your name from the crowd 'Cause I got your picture, I'm coming with you Dear Maria, count me in There's a story at the bottom of this bottle

one of my favortite songs to help me recenter rafter a bad day :(((((

i did a whole rosary!!!!

ok farmeeCZ ,.,.,.,.,.,.,.

bahahaja blasssssssssst more like ( i miss taco bell from my ex wife)