Oct 8, 2016
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//But would he fuck a ghost?
i dont think thats possible
go back on hiatus u fart
intersectionsprettyboy replied to your post “thanks @intersectionsprettyboy for breaking my train of thought with...”
You're welcome.
no one needs to know about your disgusting fetishes little man
*Baboon butt*
i SAID-- wait are you being a baboon butt or are you giving me a baboon butt. or both
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“What’s a brat like you doing here?” He knew that voice anywhere.
*farts*
haven't you done enough damage already
take your nasty butt gas somewhere else >:U
Butt nugget.
WHY ME
Wicked Pretty Boys
The quest to gather the Sennen Items seemed to be endless, Bakura arrived o the darkest city he had ever been to, something in this macabre ambient made him feel safe, shadows are his dearest companions for millenia, Bakura glanced around and noticed the heavy fog covering the grey streets, no wonder there were so many rumours of the so-called haunted city, specially when this city had a strange costume of "love fortune telling" encounters with strangers on streets intersections.Bakura had laughed lowly of human's practices, he had shrugged it off as the humbug it was, but one of the rumours didn't appeared so innocent, an apparition of the most gorgeous boy bringing news of unfortune and despair.
Bakura thought he might as well should destroy some tender hearts filled with hope of having a happy love life, An 'apparition' huh? He wondered if this person was in reality a ghost or a really wicked man.
The Spirit stood on an intersection and made two girls cry with horrible descriptions on how their love was unrequited, after having his fun he leaned on the wall unaware that a shadow was coming on the other side of the street