Tanks Bakes
Learn to wrench
Sorry anon I meant to flip off another anon. Carry on. Shadilay
Aye
Truth
Welcome Home
Sorcerers of madness
Selling me their time
Child of god sitting in the sun
Giving peace of mind
Fictional seduction
On a black snow sky
Sadness kills the superman
Even fathers cry
Of all the things I value most of all
I look inside myself and see
My world and know that it is good
You know that I should
Fuck off neonanon. Even if it was a good dig, your taint is on it.
And nobody gets out alive
You work hard at being a moran don't you