New Zealand.
I’m listening to this right now. So much fun. I just want things to be fun again!
And one, two, three, four… God of nations at thy feet… in the bonds of love we meet… hear our voices we entreat… God defend our free land…
Posts tagged "KETCHUP"
Hello everyone this is Dark Brows Chic and Dark Brows Chic, this is everyone. She is chic on the left side.
My loyal, early, followers will be familiar with this face but because of recent changes I am introducing her, to the old and new viewers, as Dark Brows Chic because she loves her brows.
We have pretty eyes in this picture.
Shooters and Ladders from Ketchup. She said, “I know you don’t really drink but we can always replace the alcohol with disgusting shit, like vinegar or something. That way, we are still preserving the essence of the game.”
Bullet pointed life.
- Remember when I told you my legs were tired? That was ‘cause I went to the University of Auckland with some peopelay.
- The fuq, I was called a French harlot. But I should be flattered because, apparently, it was a compliment.
- Ketchup and Knox looked so legit in their lab coats. So cute.
- While walking around looking for classes, Jlib and I pretty much just laughed and made comments about everything.
“Omg, it’s like, so hot in here. I’m sweating”
“What are we doing here?”
“Where are we going?”
“Yuck, look at that person.”
“I want those glow in the dark condoms.”
Mostly Jlib actually. - Jlib catwalked around too. Laaawd.
- We then walked from the City campus to another and this was where Jlib and I fell in love.
- I saw the guy first of course so he was supposed to be mine. But Jlib knew him better than me so… so now I have to kill Jlib.
- Competition eliminated.
- While crossing the road, Ketchup left her jandal behind and so we had to go on without her. We miss her very much. Rest in peace.
- Waaait, what else happened? A lot, okay? This was two days ago, I don’t remember any more.
- I remember the glow in the dark condoms.
She will see this in the morning.
Rikka: I think you had too much chocolate and alcohol.
Ketchup: How do you know what I ate?!
Rikka: You told me.
Ketchup: Skux delux, motherfucker.
Drunk Ketchup is drunk.
Ketchup: What time is it?
Rikka: One four AM.
Ketchup: I asked for the time.
Rikka: And I gave it to you.
Ketchup: Are you breaking up with me?! Not again.
- Ketchup is tipsy.
- She is talking to me.
- I think it’s funny.
- Giggle.
Ketchup showed me this and I couldn’t stop blushing. Dear Lord! Everytime I see him it’s like…
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
You know how when you have a crush everything about them is just so… AHHHH! I don’t know. I can’t think straight. God damn.
Unf.
Ketchup and I were drooling over this hottie in black and white. She googled Marlon Brando and a pretty boy appeared. I stared at this photo…
While Ketchup stared at this…
He looks like a bad ass but also a gentleman AND he’s the Godfather. Perfuckt. God damn, why you so beautiful?
