You had better stay away from my man, if you know what is good for you. Flap. Shit. I will stab your eyeballs with a bar-b-q skewer, and rip them from your fleshy, bloody fucking sockets. Jesus, you are pretty. Ugh, just don't talk to my sports-man. Hands of the Titties. Get it? Ok. Love you. ~Love, Mandy
uh mandy ... yea i dont know who " ur man" is and i am not saying that to be a bitch or sarcastic cause i seriously dont know who " ur man" is i think you have the wrong person. and i am glad i dont know who " ur man" is because i wouldnt want to you to stab my eyeballs with barb-q skewers. but um good luck with that
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~Love, Mandy
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