#uhhhg

I have to overthrow the government so I stop seeing all these political ads

thinking about priest sunday fucking you not as a means of defilement, but a means of salvation. to prove your bodies are holy, to prove they’re worthy of His gaze, His love, His light. pinning you against the altar, hips rolling into yours, each sound and moan and whimper echoing off the vaulted ceilings. the painted angels stare down at you with their plaster grins. you look beautiful, glistening and sweating and panting, singing His praises. a sun-bright smile splits across his face as you cum around him because he knows that he’s the one who saved you.

one more year. ONE.

The other day my coworker and I were talking about our voices and how we kinda have nice voices. Then my coworker said, “maybe I should start posting spicy audios.” Then they looked at me and I swear to the gods they thought they did something because they said: “ara ara” in this super forced, faux hot voice. I laughed and pretended it was funny but I damn near threw up in my mouth……..

something something "modern anakin looks up his dead mom's house on street view then changes the year to 2007 and sits there and cries for hours" something something ...

Ich wünsche, jemand würde mir diese Gefühle und Gedanken aus dem Leib prügeln, damit es endlich mal still ist