and lets not forget salt. I love pure salt….sprinkled on my potato faces. its super yummy

i enjoy smiley potato faces. (dipped in honey mustard)

i have chapped lips. its a miserable feeling. help help help

Interesting morning at gym. Guys usually gawk or stare when they notice the locked chastity device I am wearing. Unimaginable for most men wqho cannot get the m*********** bug off their back. But this morning a guy was staring and I let him at stare but after a while I...

I don’t want them to die but I have daydreamed about what life would be if various people around me had a tragic and fatal accident.

my mother is such a f****** c***. I hope she dies.

How many of you imbeciles have OCD?

99 problems but being a women Ain’t 1

I got so pissed I copy and pasted the entire text of Dr.Jekyll and Mr.Hyde and I’m not afraid to do it again

Sometimes I feel like a blind fish screaming in the desert.

I was stepping leisurely across the court after breakfast, drinking the chill of the air with pleasure, when I was seized again with those indescribable sensations that heralded the change; and I had but the time to gain the shelter of my cabinet, before I was once again raging and...

Jesus sent me here to love you and to help save you. You f******** make it really hard sometimes. You all need Jesus.

I do not suppose that, when a drunkard reasons with himself upon his vice, he is once out of five hundred times affected by the dangers that he runs through his brutish, physical insensibility; neither had I, long as I had considered my position, made enough allowance for the complete...

The most racking pangs succeeded: a grinding in the bones, deadly nausea, and a horror of the spirit that cannot be exceeded at the hour of birth or death. Then these agonies began swiftly to subside, and I came to myself as if out of a great sickness. There was...

These observations, though they have taken so great a space to be set down in, were yet the work of a few seconds. My visitor was, indeed, on fire with sombre excitement.

“Have you got it?” he cried. “Have you got it?” And so lively was his impatience that he...

“This glass has seen some strange things, sir,” whispered Poole.

“And surely none stranger than itself,” echoed the lawyer in the same tones. “For what did Jekyll”—he caught himself up at the word with a start, and then conquering the weakness—“what could Jekyll want with it?” he said.

“You may...

“This is a strange note,” said Mr. Utterson; and then sharply, “How do you come to have it open?”

“The man at Maw’s was main angry, sir, and he threw it back to me like so much dirt,” returned Poole.

“This is unquestionably the doctor’s hand, do you know?” resumed...

The man’s appearance amply bore out his words; his manner was altered for the worse; and except for the moment when he had first announced his terror, he had not once looked the lawyer in the face. Even now, he sat with the glass of wine untasted on his knee,...

The court was very cool and a little damp, and full of premature twilight, although the sky, high up overhead, was still bright with sunset. The middle one of the three windows was half-way open; and sitting close beside it, taking the air with an infinite sadness of mien, like...

INCIDENT OF DR. LANYON
Time ran on; thousands of pounds were offered in reward, for the death of Sir Danvers was resented as a public injury; but Mr. Hyde had disappeared out of the ken of the police as though he had never existed. Much of his past was...

“Very well, then, we wish to see his rooms,” said the lawyer; and when the woman began to declare it was impossible, “I had better tell you who this person is,” he added. “This is Inspector Newcomen of Scotland Yard.”

A flash of odious joy appeared upon the woman’s face....

“Here, thank you,” said the lawyer, and he drew near and leaned on the tall fender. This hall, in which he was now left alone, was a pet fancy of his friend the doctor’s; and Utterson himself was wont to speak of it as the pleasantest room in London. But...

“But I have studied the place for myself,” continued Mr. Enfield. “It seems scarcely a house. There is no other door, and nobody goes in or out of that one but, once in a great while, the gentleman of my adventure. There are three windows looking on the court on...

Mr. Enfield and the lawyer were on the other side of the by-street; but when they came abreast of the entry, the former lifted up his cane and pointed.

“Did you ever remark that door?” he asked; and when his companion had replied in the affirmative, “It is connected in...

Mr. Utterson the lawyer was a man of a rugged countenance that was never lighted by a smile; cold, scanty and embarrassed in discourse; backward in sentiment; lean, long, dusty, dreary and yet somehow lovable. At friendly meetings, and when the wine was to his taste, something eminently human beaconed...

Leave his dumb a**, I could go down to Walmart and find a nicer man with a bigger p****. Let’s go grab a sandwich and dump the raccoon

You’re DEAD Laurie. You’ve been dead for almost 11 years! So just shut up about me!

ever so often i forget about this site but when i come back im like oh f***

saw an albino person on the train today and realized that albino people look sick as f***

I had/have a manager like that. I learned a long time ago, you better never talk to that guy when he is on the phone.

That’s a number 1 rule. Not one peep.

That’s what I’m like when it come to many things in life, especially if I’m...

Usually, the problem is not me and how could it be with things I have long washed my hands of.

I’m not the problem. If I have anything to do with it, the problem is with her, them, it and you. Maybe you should dive into things that maybe...

I rarely say I’m better than anyone, I just do me and am confident that I am.

It’s amazing to me how many people see me as competition or an obstacle to something that I don’t give the slightest s*** about. Maybe I do, slightly, but have long written...

You people are seriously sick.

I can’t even believe this site is allowed online. I’m not even exaggerating or just saying that.

True or not, don’t you people have anything better to be doing with your time than being a sick sicko? Anything cooler? Anything? I can think of...

Its amazing what people tried to cook in the microwave back in the day. 👀 Thank you Mama, for never doing that.

Ugly people unite!

JESUS IS LORD!

moist critikal is so hot meow meow he’s so meow omg ??? like hello sailor i would do anything for him he’s the sexiest man in existence he’s like a modern reincarnation of jesus he’s better than jesus we need to make a religion for him

Man, I remember watching this cartoon “Zentrix” when I was a kid. I had a thing for a boy called Nick (one of the main characters); he was like my imaginary lover or something, LOL.

25F

I really need to finally admit to myself that I’m bisexual I’ve been with men and women for the last 10 years but always just said it was experimentation but after experimenting for the last 10 years I think it’s been pretty much confirmed that I’m a fan of both...

i hate crew. i believe it is such a disgusting sport. i don’t believe rowing is an actual sport and i have reasoning behind as to why i have such distain and resentment for that dumb sport.