yea so jizephabel and I were chillin in the big nyc with each other on the lower east side…he took me out for eye-talian fooz ball and foods n shit and then we ran to another bar where we ran… Continue Reading →
yea so I decided that I really cared who the fuck was lookin at my shit and I wanted to know if I could pet my virtual dick for being cooler than my mom…in any case, before the counters were… Continue Reading →
you would be chillin with me right now…feels like sunday morning time n shit and whatevers n a day of crazy and I am a wierdo sittin in my unner panties laffin my ass off and whatever and I am… Continue Reading →
gotta love the webcam ladies and poop faces…so I been on this rock n roll binge with my new bunny marc…chillin since the wee hours of thurzday mornin…but, but, but, I thought you hated boyz dernana? you say, and once… Continue Reading →
This song, dedicated to jizzefabel…aka jeffrey, in the early morning bullshit hours…or is it late? In any case, I have come to a few conclusions…one is, the end…the other is…the beginning…I guess we all untimately decide what hump train we… Continue Reading →
I am his phone buddy, his wet dream, the girl he wants to hump at night, with a “hole freshly dug into the small of her back” hard-on…….. a friend of mine said this to me today, apparently enraged by… Continue Reading →
So I was walking down prince street yesterday when I happened upon the gallery I walked by with oink on new years which has this incredible deco/erte art collection…and I rang the bell only to be turned away due to… Continue Reading →
blah blah blah blah blah…how much fun is life??…I guess that one can be answered later..ps…these pictures are so disgusting, they make me want to funnel my poop from my ass to my mouf…but maybe that’s just me…but yer lucky… Continue Reading →
yea so it’s official. I am cooler. And it wasn’t necessary for me to have some overload of effort placed into impressing me. but that’s just funny shit….showing out…. oh, so yea…I am feeling oh so sexy and a bazillion… Continue Reading →
yea so the story goes, again, that I talk myself out of someone’s head by presenting the rational, head thought side of the situation istead of grabbing this person with, NO, wait, I cannot accept that nor will I. I… Continue Reading →
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