Train wreck!

Reads 21
Votes 1
Parts 13
Time 8m

Reads 21
Votes 1
Parts 13
Time 8m

The only reason I have a roll of toilet paper in my room is because I'm sick and my family never has tissues in the house and I am very proud of myself for that.All Rights Reserved

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