the sexual tension between two gas stations on the same intersection
on my way to TARGET
Igor Stravinsky, Le sacre du printemps (1913)
trainspotting (1996) dir. danny boyle
My dick long as shit
It’s already in 2017
ya neck long as shit
ya forehead long as shit
nose bout long as shit u look like squidward
Shut ur long Nile river booty crack back ass up
nigga gtf you got a cryptkeeper yardstick ass forehead boy don’t play with me
You built like a transforming shopping cart u bunyun bref ass ho
nigga ya nuts smell like a rabid swamp rat you musty ass klay thompson neck ass nigga
But wholetime ur butt out here smellin like bikini bottom, rock bottom like *fart noise* shit boy. U eat endless duck sauce packets tryin grow wings u slow as shit boy
u slang dick for sandwich meat, oliver twist “please sir some more” neck ass. ya barber shape you up with a whole hyundai sonata. upper lip smell like a gas pump handle like shit.
You look like Morpheus in the face ur big “my breath smells like 2 half dollars and a wet penny” face ass
you smell like bow wow’s scalp nigga ur chin look like a sterilite pencil box like shit ol ed the talkin horse mouth ass
Date a girl who causes new rooms and hallways to be spontaneously added to any building she spends more than twelve hours in. She never bothers exploring the new additions, and usually prefers to keep the doors to them locked without giving a reason. You always decline when she asks if you want to spend the night at her house. Even if she learned to ignore them, you haven’t gotten used to the distant voices begging for help coming from deep within the labyrinth.
literally coldbrew glamglow
croissant moisture boost
rice krispie water drop
chocolate cake shea butter
Bake tea tree oil
turkey sandwich ponds
pasta-bake nivea day cream
monteray jack cheese fries creme de corps
Croissant Vaseline
please tell me you dont put that on your face…….
Strawberry Dream Cream
Rice Chex Air Repair
me: babe u look like an angel :)
her:
skin is all gone?