Peep
Ian   Halifax, Nova Scotia, Canada
 
 
Crybaby
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DangOlChuck 12 nov 2023 om 9:10 
my man choked so hard :hunted:
BoBesca 23 feb 2023 om 14:30 
cope :steambored:
Bow Wow - Let Me Hold You 16 sep 2022 om 7:08 
I was the one that gave lil peep that laced Xanax
cantu 30 aug 2019 om 8:26 
GODAMN HONKEY
Johnny tsunami 8 jul 2018 om 9:49 
i busted to you last night
aWh 18 sep 2017 om 18:20 
According to all known laws of aviation, there is no way a bee should be able to fly. Its wings are too small to get its fat little body off the ground. The bee, of course, flies anyway because bees don't care what humans think is impossible. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Ooh, black and yellow! Let's shake it up a little. Barry! Breakfast is ready! Ooming! Hang on a second. Hello? Barry? Adam? Oan you believe this is happening? I can't. I'll pick you up. Looking sharp. Use the stairs. Your father paid good money for those. Sorry. I'm excited. Here's the graduate. We're very proud of you, son. A perfect report card, all B's. Very proud. Ma! I got a thing going here. You got lint on your fuzz. Ow! That's me! Wave to us! We'll be in row 118,000. Bye! Barry, I told you, stop flying in the house! Hey, Adam. Hey, Barry. Is that fuzz gel? A little. Special day, graduation. Never thought I'd make it. Three days grade school, three days high school.