emo sponge Bob

emo sponge Bob

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there's this smonge hes name is Bob he was on some serious drugs. every night he would screem as if he where to be getting it up the ass. with a vibrator. he would cut himself every night saying I am a gay cunt. every body hated him but not Patrick Patrick was in love with the yellow gay sponge so was bob. he rang his parents that he never got to meet because as soon as they sore them they dropped him on his head and ran off with nothing of him and the parents hung up the phone Patrick and sponge Bob where together so you know but when sponge Bob found out he was cheating on him Bob went crazy he found out Patrick fucked daisy the sqreal so sponge Bob fucked squid word at the front desk Patrick never knew.
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The S.U.N. and The Peter Pan Project or the day I woke up in somebody else's bed... My name is Maya, I'm seventeen and I've grown up with my brothers on the Atlantic Coast in the South West of France. Nothing seemed unusual last night when I went to bed. I wished my brothers good night, went to brush my teeth and set my alarm clock before slipping into my bed. So what am I doing in this king size bed, cuddling this dark blue plush cushion, and getting high on the delicious masculine perfume somebody left on it? All this would be easier if somebody was around to answer my questions... But all I have are these bright pink Post-it notes with instructions... So what choice do I have other than to follow them? Don't judge me! What would you do?! ------------------------------------------- But what happens when the instructions lead her to a group of boys with a sun-shaped tattoo on their left wrist just like hers, and an uncanny ability to read her mind? And why are they investigating Peter Pan, the new drug that took the lives of her friends along with that of hundreds of French teenagers last year? Most importantly, why won't they answer her questions?! Sometimes, not knowing is actually safer... _____________________________________ I'd like to thank the very talented rainydays07 for the great cover!!! :)

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