pervert containment zone

Its stupidly cute when a girl struggles to manage her gigantic tits.

I always know its getting toasty out in the world because girls start reblogging this post like crazy

i wanna be pitied and babied for being so fat i’m unable to do things like buckle my seatbelt or tie my shoe. i want someone to say “poor girl” and run to help me even though i did it to myself. i love enablers

worryingly clingy hopelessly lustful gf.

also it needs to feel like we're two animals in a cycle of hunting and being hunted by the other person. or it's not real.

mutual activities (unprotected sex no pullout)

stop calling it fauxcest and instead strive to make the familial bonds feel more real than the family you had before <3

you gotta do this

what's the point if you won't make it real y'know? call that girl your mom and mean it.

Victorian children making creepypastas be like Benjamin Drownsworthy doth reside within mine copy of hoop and stick

i'm a little high? no. i'm a little, hi