i love the blowjob brothers but can they make them women
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i love the blowjob brothers but can they make them women
I clown on CanCon a lot but gotta say βIβm from Waterloo where the vampires hang outβ is maybe the best line delivery of all time. Saluting Always Sunny guy for a surprisingly serviceable Canadian accent
estrogen would not have saved him
yeah that was a real fucking move. jesus christ. π«
fuuuuuuuck what the hell
engine of hell leave Luna alona π€
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"suck my dick and gorbs" β @parkdalecryptid.bsky.social after dunking Gorb, the Great Mind
don't forget sunshine!
Jack White has yet to be held accountable for most things
but for now... there are twice as many stars as usual.
for a good time call me ishmael
my liberation is valuable to others? okay. is my liberation valuable on its own? do I have value even when im not being brave. what if I want to give up some days. what if some day im tired of fighting. I am not a machine.
don't call me brave for wanting to live. everyone wants to live. I am tired and want to live. I'll fight, sure, the same way someone else would in my shoes. but wow im tired.
No more brave. You are banned from calling us brave. Venmo a trans woman you donβt know $50 for your sins.
losing my shit I wanna say so many THINGS
Watching my girlfriend stream a Mario taking all of my willpower to not type SHE LOVES PIPE every time thereβs a pipe
who the fuck is marten
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ARTIST'S STATEMENT: It's fine if you jack off to this. I hope it turns you gay.
putting this in the front
did y'all expect better from a man named chris cocks?
to be fair, neither was the word!
our girl knows the face of the true ass god
conspiracy by Big Ass
*WHOLE-ASS
thank you, lmao
I hope each post serves well as a whole-as meijer's bingus trait
listlovers hate to see my comma-separated melange of run-on paragraphs
i don't know shit about pokΓ©mon natures but whatever four friends just popped off the hopper are closer than something unfounded and nearer than something so far
the crack is frozen, that infinite moment. you fiddle and flip in your mind. sound in perpetuity. all around. you scrub and you scrub like the playhead might polish a way through the towering wall. some chasm of truth, now before you. too narrow. but you go.
they will not find your body as you did.