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What are you going to start a thread about next? "My woman's skinny jeans chaffe my special parts, f*ck skin irritation"
Originally posted by navid41691
And no, I use lotion so I don't have to worry about skin irritation.
'...rolling balls, i'm elated, i'm going dumb now; drinking liquor i'm faded and having fun now; loaded gun and tripping with everyone around; keep me stuck in the sky, i never wanna come down...'...kabosh
funny story.....
that was a little sketch i did when i was a young kid.
i drew it because i couldnt speak.
they say it might have had something to do with my dad hanging himself if front of me.
we never spent much time together so i thought we were bonding as we both swung in the tree. me on a swing and him by neck.
i knew then that he really loved me because he never took his eyes off of me or even blinked.
i dont remember too much after that.
i feel asleep after about 5 hours in the sun.
the next thing i remember is my aunt bruce, thats another story, was carrying me in the house with blood all over his white summer dress.
somehow my favorite frog gutting knife had poke a few [hundred] holes in me. probably the mama and papa frogs of the baby frogs i killed.
well a sketch doesnt move by the avator does, just like my real dad!
and it was sunny not dark.
i wonder if he is still there and i hope he aint mad because i left.
they tell me in the nervous hospital to not think about it....
whynot
Originally posted by der affe
What are you going to start a thread about next? "My woman's skinny jeans chaffe my special parts, f*ck skin irritation"
Originally posted by navid41691
And no, I use lotion so I don't have to worry about skin irritation.
'...rolling balls, i'm elated, i'm going dumb now; drinking liquor i'm faded and having fun now; loaded gun and tripping with everyone around; keep me stuck in the sky, i never wanna come down...'...kabosh
funny story.....
that was a little sketch i did when i was a young kid.
i drew it because i couldnt speak.
they say it might have had something to do with my dad hanging himself if front of me.
we never spent much time together so i thought we were bonding as we both swung in the tree. me on a swing and him by neck.
i knew then that he really loved me because he never took his eyes off of me or even blinked.
i dont remember too much after that.
i feel asleep after about 5 hours in the sun.
the next thing i remember is my aunt bruce, thats another story, was carrying me in the house with blood all over his white summer dress.
somehow my favorite frog gutting knife had poke a few [hundred] holes in me. probably the mama and papa frogs of the baby frogs i killed.
well a sketch doesnt move by the avator does, just like my real dad!
and it was sunny not dark.
i wonder if he is still there and i hope he aint mad because i left.
they tell me in the nervous hospital to not think about it....
whynot
funny story.....
that was a little sketch i did when i was a young kid.
i drew it because i couldnt speak.
they say it might have had something to do with my dad hanging himself if front of me.
we never spent much time together so i thought we were bonding as we both swung in the tree. me on a swing and him by neck.
i knew then that he really loved me because he never took his eyes off of me or even blinked.
i dont remember too much after that.
i feel asleep after about 5 hours in the sun.
the next thing i remember is my aunt bruce, thats another story, was carrying me in the house with blood all over his white summer dress.
somehow my favorite frog gutting knife had poke a few [hundred] holes in me. probably the mama and papa frogs of the baby frogs i killed.
well a sketch doesnt move by the avator does, just like my real dad!
and it was sunny not dark.
i wonder if he is still there and i hope he aint mad because i left.
they tell me in the nervous hospital to not think about it....
whynot
funny story.....
that was a little sketch i did when i was a young kid.
i drew it because i couldnt speak.
they say it might have had something to do with my dad hanging himself if front of me.
we never spent much time together so i thought we were bonding as we both swung in the tree. me on a swing and him by neck.
i knew then that he really loved me because he never took his eyes off of me or even blinked.
i dont remember too much after that.
i feel asleep after about 5 hours in the sun.
the next thing i remember is my aunt bruce, thats another story, was carrying me in the house with blood all over his white summer dress.
somehow my favorite frog gutting knife had poke a few [hundred] holes in me. probably the mama and papa frogs of the baby frogs i killed.
well a sketch doesnt move by the avator does, just like my real dad!
and it was sunny not dark.
i wonder if he is still there and i hope he aint mad because i left.
they tell me in the nervous hospital to not think about it....
whynot
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