signed by Oxygen

signed by doonk

Guys, I’m literally detecting seismic activity. I never wanted to rock with anyone more than I want to with Carl. That perfect, chiseled body. Those bountiful hills. The majestic mountains of a literal god. It honestly ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ hurts knowing that I'll never rock with him, pass my sediment through him, and have him birth a set of perfect hot springs. I'd do fricking ANYTHING for the chance to get Carl’s rocks off. A N Y T H I N G. And the fact that I can't is quite honestly too much to fricking bear. Why would Supercell create something so perfect? To fricking tantalize us? Fricking laugh in our faces?! Honestly guys, I just fricking can't anymore. Frick.

It’s been 4 hours without Brawl Stars. I cannot walk without trembling , I feel like I am going through withdrawals. I think I’m going to have a severe mental breakdown. I can't go much longer without Brawl stars I can barely breathe I don't know how much longer I can last here without Brawl Stars.

have you ever played brawl stars with your life on the line, while having a BUNCH of mangoes in your mouth? well, this is called dark mango psychology. now, in dark mango psychology, you'll realize the mangoes ain't just your normal mangoes, they are DARK, and when you eat a mango, you'll realize the serotonin inside of the mangoes, go all the way to your brain, and then when it enters your brain and reaches the membrane, it activates something inside of you. you start to look at people like seeds, seeds waiting to get sprouted, seeds waiting to enter your tummy, and when that happens, you realize that you're somewhere deep, somewhere very deep, somewhere you don't want to be, wanna guess where that is? BRAWL STARS!

jewish -rep