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Attention Whore Goddess

Imagine her showing up for career day

featuredgross

by white-devil

submitted February 12th 2012

19 comments
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Attention Whore Goddess
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I would totally fuck those earlobes.
6 years ago
Can you gangbang earlobes?
6 years ago
Well...there are two of them...
6 years ago
Yeah but would that be a gangbang or DP?
6 years ago
Id need to hollow out her eye holes..those ear holes arent big enough for my meat-missle
6 years ago
Holy shit its Fairuza Balk
6 years ago
she looks grumpy
6 years ago
Maria Jose Cristerna. There's actual pics of her at home making breakfast for her husband and four kids in her cute little kitchen wearing her cute little apron.
6 years ago
link or it didnt happen
6 years ago
http://youtu.be/49zV32Qh48E Even better.
6 years ago
or this http://youtu.be/97XXniNVD9I
6 years ago
nice
6 years ago
Amy wine house resurrected.
6 years ago
I certainly hope she was just as hideous before all of that shit. It saddens me to see wasted talent.
6 years ago
http://thesuiteworld.com/blog/maria-jose-cristerna-%E2%80%9Cmexican-vampire-woman%E2%80%9D/ Before and after.
6 years ago
This woman has destroyed herself.
6 years ago
A thing of beauty is a joy for ever:
Its lovliness increases; it will never
Pass into nothingness; but still will keep
A bower quiet for us, and a sleep
Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing.
Therefore, on every morrow, are we wreathing
A flowery band to bind us to the earth,
Spite of despondence, of the inhuman dearth
Of noble natures, of the gloomy days,
Of all the unhealthy and o'er-darkn'd ways
Made for our searching: yes, in spite of all,
Some shape of beauty moves away the pall
From our dark spirits. Such the sun, the moon,
Trees old and young, sprouting a shady boon
For simple sheep; and such are daffodils
With the green world they live in; and clear rills
That for themselves a cooling covert make
'Gainst the hot season; the mid-forest brake,
Rich with a sprinkling of fair musk-rose blooms:
And such too is the grandeur of the dooms
We have imagined for the mighty dead;
An endless fountain of immortal drink,
Pouring unto us from the heaven's brink.

John Keats
6 years ago
You're the copy and paste master.
6 years ago
too
long
did not
read

Clinton Possum
6 years ago
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