okay so we were like "let's write a book"
so here we are
there's like 5 of us doing this idfk but we're all online friends
i'm sorry for the shit we write in advance
in world war on the mustard gas didn't actually smell or taste like mustard. It tatsed and smelt like pain and death.
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psp_means_piss
Sep 02, 2020 04:23AM
I remember the last thing my grandpa said before he kicked the bucket... he said: hey, how far do you think I can kick this bucket?View all Conversations
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no i won't give my story a description shut the fuck up wattpad
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Shutterbug again back to annoy you with info about yours truly
tits
tits and cum and piss and cum and tits and cum and tits and Carson.
The cover is me when I see tits
