The new maccactus sandwich.

Draw only a box. Nothing more. It will eventually turn into a penis. Such is my prophesy.

C'est une orange qui a été coupé de moitié

Looking at life through the eyes of a tired heart.

green man touching elongated yellow eyes

urban mothers against dads

Phillip Jack Brooks

In a realm beyond sight, The sky shines gold not blue, There, the Triforce's might Makes mortal dreams come true.

A description reading "2 men eat spaghetti (lady and the tramp style) in the dark. The man to the right looks concerned. [2 h later]"

a single bell, desolate in the artic snow

Still a better love story then twilight

A evil black my penetrating someone's little girl with blond hair and red shoes.