Old Spice-Different Nations and Cities by HagenGardener, literature
Literature
Old Spice-Different Nations and Cities
Bonjour Ladies , Look at Your man. Now Back at me. Now back at your man. Now back at me again. Sadly he is not me. But if he stopped eating hamburgers and benched pressed moose like me , he could attempt to be MANLY like me. Look down. Back up! Where are we? We're on an iceberg in the arctic. What have I got? It's a baby seal. Look again! The seal is now maple syrup. Anything is possible when your canadian , I'm on a bear.
'ello Ladies Look at Your man. Now Back at me. Now back at your man. Now back at me again. Sadly he is not me. But if he started using magic, stop being a frog face and drank tea like me he could attempt to be MANLY like m
I'm so tired of how people think they can do what ever they want without consequence. And then how people decide that they're going to just back up that person. I get tired of how people call me anti-social and depressed because I'm always on the internet instead of talking to the people around me. I don't talk to the people around me because they never want me there. I've been disowned by half my family and then some.
I've had religion forced upon me and see the one person that understood me die. I've died multiple times only to come back to this hell infested world for what. People would tell me its because God is testing
Oliver Kirkland, most knew him as the cupcake loving, sweet, and adorable 2P!England. Yet those closer to him knew of the blood lust the small man had. But who would be afraid of the pink haired blue eyed man. He could remember last week when his 1P! counterpart told him that he wasn't "scary enough to be a decent 2P!" He frowned as he stood in the bathroom looking at himself. The voices of his so called "friends" rang in his ears as he thought about what he was going to do. "I can't back out now." Oliver chuckled softly before turning the water on as he started washing out the pink dye. He smiled to himself as his natural ginger colored