Sometimes when I lay in bed late at night, drifting into a state of unconciousness, I see you. Presented, on all fours infront of my face. Spread. Opened. Ready. I look into your brown eye and I ask "did you bring the lube?" to which you promptly reply "no" before ripping wet ass. you then say "but im lubed up now" before I slip it in for some doodoo buttsex. And in that moment, I don't only feel euphoric. But I feel at peace, like im frolicking through a field of flowers. and I smell it too, but it smells awfully like ♥♥♥♥. I love you.

I'm going to jackoff and think about YOU

-rep got eateneded by sheep human thing, then murdered it. ~peta

disgusting place

Hotdog

waht a trill