God i fantasize about her every night. I want her to sit on me, suffocating me until I can barely breathe, and just before I die from asphyxiation, she hands me a plastic straw from Chuck E. Cheese, from which i put my mouth on and try to breathe from. However, that straw is in her vaginal hole, and as for every atom of oxygen i intake, a liter of her ♥♥♥♥♥ juices pour into my mouth. As I shove my way from under her soul crushing thighs, I gasp for the air I so desperately need. She stares down at me with a smug look, saying "Are you tired? We've only just started". She pound my face in with her dirty, worn out foot, which she violently presses into my submissive face. I take a hard lick of each individual toe, sucking out all the dirt collected from god knows where. After both of her feet are licked spotless, she holds me down, and crushes my neck with her immensely muscular thighs. I struggle to breath, and I even achieve a point of utter hallucination.

daddy harder

You started earaping us ion a discord call, so did what anyone would doo when suddenly their eardrums are bursting: I muted you. you were furious, tbh i didnt really care. you did some code thing when i was at austin (scxlly)'s house and so i decidded that i would apolkogise for muting you. i didnt need to, but you were being like a petty child, so i did. you and i are now ok. second fight: gal8xy if you scroll up, you can see that he was angry at me from the second we started. i am assum9ng this was because you had beef with me at some point? idk, idc. i was polite, as you can see in the chat. your mate drkosmitek told me was 7. if you listen to his voice, its very believable seeing as he clearly hasnt hit puberty yet. not me being nasty, just thought it was a fact. i started to heaar things about him staying up til 5am and other stuff which made me upset because thats bad parenting to let your kid do that.

This is my last post. Yes. I'm completely serious. You see, I'm not who you all think I am. Not at all. Currently, I'm a writer for Washington Post, living in a small studio apartment, always looking for the next big story, barely scraping by sometimes. I was asked several months ago by my editor to do a piece on the so-called '♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥' community on Facebook that seems to become more and more popular by the day. Initially, I was intrigued. The humor was bizzare, yet interesting. Nonsensical, yet genius. I spent several months interacting with people I had never met before in my life, learning the culture, what was "cool" and what wasn't. Eventually, I began to make my own posts, testing the waters now and then. And eventually my own posts started getting noticed, and maybe for a minute or two I understood why you all do this. But that didn't last long. And with time, I began to notice how stale the content truly was.

-rep wont play r6 with me no more >:(

the phrase “it’s just a game” is such a weak mindset. You are ok with what happened, losing, imperfection of a craft. When you stop getting angry after losing, you’ve lost twice.