That seems like a lot of time and effort for some second-rate Mexican food. Taco bell is doing a similar thing but all you have to do is write "TACO" on your shirt in sharpie
That seems like a lot of time and effort for some second-rate Mexican food. Taco bell is doing a similar thing but all you have to do is write "TACO" on your shirt in sharpie
The idea of Viv in a beach volleyball outfit makes me happy.
actually I'm so terrified of how I will look in those uniforms that I plan to wear a giant T-shirt or tank top over the uniform crop top during matches
it is in fact the reason I never played beach volleyball before now
The idea of Viv in a beach volleyball outfit makes me happy.
actually I'm so terrified of how I will look in those uniforms that I plan to wear a giant T-shirt or tank top over the uniform crop top during matches
it is in fact the reason I never played beach volleyball to begin with
viv for a good looking woman you seem to have a lot of self esteem issues
The idea of Viv in a beach volleyball outfit makes me happy.
actually I'm so terrified of how I will look in those uniforms that I plan to wear a giant T-shirt or tank top over the uniform crop top during matches
it is in fact the reason I never played beach volleyball to begin with
viv for a good looking woman you seem to have a lot of self esteem issues
and before you start
yes, even for a woman
you know how I always say that there is no such thing as a "normal" woman, that we're all crazy etc
I am pretty well-adjusted in most areas of my life and have a healthy and realistic outlook on relationships and stuff
but man when it comes to how I look, whether it's concern about how fat I happen to think I look at any given time or the condition of my eczema-bitch-slapped skin
that's my crazy right there
doesn't put a damper on how awesome my life is though
Posts
are you
a woman?
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I'm going to punch you while smoking an american spirit, drinking jameson, and rocking out to hardcore
so I'm happy about that
then you can step back a realise how much of a pussy you are for getting so caught up over problems that aren't beyond your control
Even though I'm pretty terrible at it, EBA never fails to cheer me up at the moment.
That said, a nice sirloin steak makes me happy. Medium-rare.
wait what, when is this happening
why do you ask, robbie rob rob
I'll probably duck it and ruin your abdomen with a bottle
Of Makers Mark soaked cigarettes.
[SIGPIC][/SIGPIC]
he wants to pound your possible vagina
[SIGPIC][/SIGPIC]
These chocodiles? These chocodiles.
close enough
except Madball
Maker's Mark is meh, Bear.
You're not nearly as cool as I thought.
Twitch (I stream most days of the week)
Twitter (mean leftist discourse)
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actually I'm so terrified of how I will look in those uniforms that I plan to wear a giant T-shirt or tank top over the uniform crop top during matches
it is in fact the reason I never played beach volleyball before now
I assumed as much
Shocker.
What? Makers Mark is like chugging a bottle full of tits.
I'll drink a whiskey sour with jameson
but if I'm doin' shots
I'm doin Titters Mark.
I mean Makers Mark
[SIGPIC][/SIGPIC]
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and also the show stopper
Twitch (I stream most days of the week)
Twitter (mean leftist discourse)
[SIGPIC][/SIGPIC]
viv for a good looking woman you seem to have a lot of self esteem issues
and before you start
yes, even for a woman
how very PG of my mind
This is in addition to the aforementioned steak.
are you a woman
Tumblr blargh
you know how I always say that there is no such thing as a "normal" woman, that we're all crazy etc
I am pretty well-adjusted in most areas of my life and have a healthy and realistic outlook on relationships and stuff
but man when it comes to how I look, whether it's concern about how fat I happen to think I look at any given time or the condition of my eczema-bitch-slapped skin
that's my crazy right there
doesn't put a damper on how awesome my life is though
awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!
I somehow found myself having an exceedingly stupid argument with one of my friends over who was more insecure.
It went something like
HER: "You're very insecure, aren't you? I thought I was was insecure, but you're...just...wow"
ME: "I have dysthymia on account of constantly being told my sibblings are better than me, of course I'm insecure. What's your excuse?"
HER: "I'm a woman"
ME: "Yeah...but...you're pretty!"
I think it made even less sense from there.
Good bonin' makes her happy.
I'm good at it.
If you are havin' a bad day I will sort your out.
Satans..... hints.....
Satans..... hints.....