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Ich habe eine extrem krasse Begegnung mit Foto Beweis. Wer Interesse hat bitte mir schreiben
I got sent here by an image of a T-shirt with the words “certified racist” and an F1 car on it.
I regret nothing. And now I signed your guestbook. Good day.
hey mods stop taking down my Moral Orel posts.. this is HOMOPHOBIC!!!
Nnn... Mrrffpfpph.. its too big.. nnmmpph..
Hot dog! :3
I have one theory of this very man. I believe that this is a psychological being who follows people through mind. If you are dreaming of this man, in real life he is watching you.
yo whats next?? this woman??
This site is still up? Wow.
I was accosted by this guy and he asked me as a man and ever wore a lady dress and a panties? I told him: How did you know? He said he has seen me wearing Navy blue dress and cotton white panties. I took my dress out of the closest and showed it to him. I had no idea how he does things.
I dreamed that the man was a clothes salesman and took the customers, put them in bags, and turned them into a robots, one of those customers was my mother.
I dreamed that the man was a clothes salesman and took the customers, put them in bags, and turned them into a robots, one of those customers was my mother.
I dreamed that the man was a clothes salesman and took the customers, put them in bags, and turned them into a robots, one of those customers was my mother.
Bonjour, je suis ici pour vous dire ma véritable indentité, je m'appelle Serge Loupas; je suis une entité qui rode dans vos rêve, je suis la pour vous divertir où vous effrayer. BONNE NUIT!!
I've seen this man in many homoerotic dreams. I'm writing the review under his name, from what i have written down in my journal. He usually appears mid-dream, replacing whatever person was the main subject of attention, and his presence makes me always forget who was there before him.
Uhm, I think I've actually seen this guy in real life, he saved me from a kidnapper
Listen up, pal. I don't know who you are or why you keep showing up in my dreams, but stay out of my way. I've got aliens to fight and cities to save, and I don't need any distractions. So, either step up and join the fight, or get out of my head. Hail to the king, baby.
This is my co-worker.
bruh why they got my face on here
That picture freaks me out
I saw him in a dream when I was ten. He left to get milk like my dad and I've never seen him again. Just like my dad