Was just talking to a friend and unlocked a memory of me trying to taste my crayons in kindergarten
I feel like there was a ktt1 equivalent of this and niggas self snitched on themselves doing illegal s***
I feel like there was a ktt1 equivalent of this and niggas self snitched on themselves doing illegal s***
I vaguely remember that but let them cook
Eat ketchup with my finger out of a bowl
(I still do it sometimes )
You be raw dogging ketchup??
When I was little, I lived on a hill that opened up to a busy ass street. Anyway, one day I was playing with a friend of mine in one of those old reg wagons and we were pulling each other to the top of the hill and letting each other go. The whole time we had been steering into this grassy area at the bottom of the hill so we wouldn't go into the street. So, one of the times I pulled him to the top, I gave him a little extra push for some reason. Apparently he couldn't get enough control to turn the wagon in time. So there I am, little 8 year old me, watching one of my friends head straight towards traffic. I didn't yell, run to get someone, or say anything. He got hit by an uncoming car and from what I was told years after, died on the scene after being severed in half. I don't remember much, but his parents went crazy and tried to get me into trouble and a bunch of other s***, but the courts just sad it was a bad bad situation and no one was at fault. My family ended up moving away a few months later. I did therapy for awhile and had forgotten all about it until I was visiting family and drove by that exact same hill.
I also remember one time when I was aware of the concept of s\*\*\*but too young to know how to do anything that I tried rubbing myself in the car to the cover of a Mariah Carey CD while my brothers and stepdad were inside getting a haircut
When I was little, I lived on a hill that opened up to a busy ass street. Anyway, one day I was playing with a friend of mine in one of those old reg wagons and we were pulling each other to the top of the hill and letting each other go. The whole time we had been steering into this grassy area at the bottom of the hill so we wouldn't go into the street. So, one of the times I pulled him to the top, I gave him a little extra push for some reason. Apparently he couldn't get enough control to turn the wagon in time. So there I am, little 8 year old me, watching one of my friends head straight towards traffic. I didn't yell, run to get someone, or say anything. He got hit by an uncoming car and from what I was told years after, died on the scene after being severed in half. I don't remember much, but his parents went crazy and tried to get me into trouble and a bunch of other s***, but the courts just sad it was a bad bad situation and no one was at fault. My family ended up moving away a few months later. I did therapy for awhile and had forgotten all about it until I was visiting family and drove by that exact same hill.
This was a classic pasta
Every Sunday morning when I was watching tv in the bedroom of my parents, I rubbed myself on the bed and it gave me this amazing feeling. Years later I realised I was c******
Every Sunday morning when I was watching tv in the bedroom of my parents, I rubbed myself on the bed and it gave me this amazing feeling. Years later I realised I was c******
You a freaky frog
You a freaky frog
https://twitter.com/sweet_novacanee/status/1657447283359875073This video funny af
Whenever i would go to the salad bar at charlie brown’s i would make a butter and carob chip sandwich
I also remember one time when I was aware of the concept of s\*\*\*but too young to know how to do anything that I tried rubbing myself in the car to the cover of a Mariah Carey CD while my brothers and stepdad were inside getting a haircut
LMAOOOO
Whenever i would go to the salad bar at charlie brown’s i would make a butter and carob chip sandwich
no wonder you’re a fatass