hello angel, tell me, where are you?

i wish i found frank iero sexy you guys seem so happy

soft, even praise / comfort when you’re getting fucked into sheer stupidity is so peak. “you’re alright, baby” when you can’t string the words together to beg for more. yeah yeah yeah

you’re so fucking spoiled you get to pick out which radiator you get chained to

"Atta boy" and a slightly-harder-than-comfortable pat on the cheek when you react 'correctly' to the pain being inflicted upon you <3

The thoughtful and heartfelt pervert has logged on

i was rubbing shoulders with some of the greatest rpf minds of my generation <- what i'll be telling the carers at the nursing home in 50 years when they ask what tumblr was like