you stalk reddit, lonely and hungry. soon you stumble upon a photo a generous woman has taken of her beautiful, hairy spread asshole. you zoom in, only to find hundreds of white specks cast against gray like a snowstorm at dusk. no more of this! a bidet for every hirsute goddess!

Ok now This is epic...
www.youtube.com/watch?v=AmIT...

used objects bear marks almost uncomfortably intimate to see — the evidence that another breathing person was there and left behind pieces, prints, flakes, oil, bits of their embodied self. unsettling! you would touch strangers⁉️ you would trace your fingers over vestiges of their presence⁉️

tweets in 2015: imagine a white rapper named condé nasty
tweets now: the lesser races don’t have as many soul crystals. they are like bugs, dusted brown by an earth desperate to reclaim them. also gay sex is straight if you are the penetrator

a healthy internet diet consists of a balance of guileless sincerity and blackly cynical irony, and a couple of states in between. sit on the edge of the abyss, dangle your legs over it, steal glances, laugh about it, but don’t fall in

A Real Man Like’s His Lego’s And His Single Malt Scotch Whisky. He Wartches A Critically Acclaimed Marvel Disney+ TV Show Or Perhaps A FemDom BBW Porn Video. Yes, A Real Man Does What Hbe Please’s. He Is Not A Slave To Desire! Rather He Is A Flâneur, Bounding Across The City Of Dream’s….

“bluesky is a dnc astroturf project,” the sexy librarian type says as she adjusts her glasses and her breasts jiggle boobily. i gulp. “and we want you to post about how epic tim walz is. i’ll give you 100 handjobs in return.” i stand up, resolute. “no, ma’am. i cannot do that.” so now you know

taking my beautiful gf to the andy borowitz retrospective at the museum of comedy. we are sitting at the café flipping through the pages of his collected works. she throws her head back in laughter, and her sun-dappled hair sparkles like a roman candle

what the sigma? i’m so liminal? total mallcore vibe? yeah i know i said i was really into racism but i’m clearpilled now. i’m into exoterica. i might become a catboy. maybe i’ll be a cop. i could be a bald german techno guy. i could be a frog. maybe a fairy, maybe an angel. i could sprout wings ~

sucking off the homies for god. 𝒸𝑜𝒸𝓀𝓈 𝒹𝒾𝓋𝒾𝓃𝑒. the holy spirit comes inside you… (*´∀｀*)

she was the venus of the anime club. he breathed mostly through his mouth and always filled the pockets of his cargo shorts to near bursting. your recommendations were better, your hygiene more impressive. but you couldn’t touch what her heart guarded

✅ raw denim jorts
✅ bowl of cheetos with the cheese sucked off, ready for “round 2”
✅ 1/2 an E pill with the panera bread logo
✅ SIM card from a vending machine to absentmindedly chew on
✅ humidity-warped poster of a ‘95 audi avant wagon

methinks it’s time to get this party started…