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- Polyamorous flag binnder
- Asexual flag panties
- Crucifix
- Press-ons
- IUD
- IED
- Sawed off shotgun
- Mid cishet daddy dom (walking me on leash)
- Demonias
I've been told to write these things down. I've been told it will help but I know that it won't. I'll humor them, all of them...for now. I don't know much of anything anymore except that I used to be a whole person. I used to feel like I was a part of something bigger than myself. That my species as a whole was wound tight around me and protected me from ever feeling isolated or sick. But th
I'm feeding my pig carcinogenic protein dust by the spoonful and he let's me punch him in the jaw because he's too poor to buy his own MEGA BIG-BOY PROTEIN EXTRAVAGANZA CHUM BUCKET from Decathlon. I don't have to worry about when to dump him because his heart will give up on him before I do.
You will be buying diapers for skinnyfat ♥♥♥♥♥♥ with your own retirement money in a couple decades but MUSCLEPIG will already be six foot under & STILL mogging your ♥♥♥♥♥♥ even as a skeleton.
Imagine being too scared to drop kick your Nigel becuase he might ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ die. Couldn't be me! Mine is already dying. A heart attack wouldn't be out of the ordinary in an autopsy situation.
Bucktooth Becky's stay seething over the PIG-PUNCHING Stacy. #mindset
So I visited this guy in a halfway house late one night. I gave him a sloppy, mind-blowing blowjob and swallowed the most putrid ♥♥♥ I've ever tasted in my life. I mean, it tasted like straight gasoline and chemicals. I swallowed it on an empty stomach, and it left a filmy layer on my tongue. So, I'm driving home and my stomach starts churning, my mouth gets watery, It's really threatening to come up. I knew this road and the only place to pull in for miles was Grace Covenant Church. There I am, face sweating, body shaking, yacking up globs of the most vial seminal fluid I've ever encountered. Wiped my mouth, hopped back in my car, and drove home. I said a little apology prayer to God.