Deadpool is back and ready to go, bitches! Hmu if you want to talk to my fine ass, or just sit around and bask in the glory that is my blog.
look at this!
I got a lot of shit to keep track of so if you want to get my attention tag your shit with iamdeadpool and I'll be on that like stank on a stripper pole.
well, well, well
look at you, making it to the second tab all by yourself. you know, not everyone clicks it. but not you. you just pushed the button like it was your job and now look at where we are. here. together. i love you.
hey. i know i said a lot of things in that other box, but i want you to know that i just think of you as a friend. a really sexy friend, with a lot of naughty parts i want to touch. but i'm a married man. probably. i can't remember.
have you ever thought about what it's like to be a pair of underwear? like... you start off as this really awesome piece of cloth and you don't know what you're gonna become but then they cut you into this tiny thing and stitch you together and shove you in a bag and the next thing you know you're clinging for dear life to a pair of hot, juicy genitals and it's the best day of your life but then they start peeing and don't wipe the whole way and god that sucks but at least they tried and they clean you a bit, sure, but life goes on and you get weary - maybe they get a yeast infection and things are dark for a while - you get a few holes in you but you keep trying to cover them up as best you can then one day they just throw you away. if you're lucky maybe they use you as a rag. and you tried. you tried.