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[scottsmisadventure]

I wanna see everyone’s dicks please, show me the dicks

[felixdeon]

**Mooning After**

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[leplastiquedick]

[hab1bi-deactivated20180612]

New Year Nudes are Welcome

[trafficandweather]

Seriously tho

[nehaaya-deactivated20160311]

*eats you out as a friend*

[jake-od]

[gayletterxxx]

[ilprimodiunmilionedibaci]

[fhabhotdamncobs]

W♂♂F     (WARNING!   No “Pretty Boys” here.)

[mangoporcupine-deactivated20181]

[luz-natural]

[adhdmi2]

I dunno if I want your viewing to have an open casket or not. I think it would be nice to see you in real life one last time but I dunno if you'll still look the same when you're lifeless and that scares me.

[adhdmi2]

"I love you, times a million."

[adhdmi2]

Knowing that heaven and hell and god are all just metaphors, having someone you knew and cared about die, makes the concept of death so much more terrifying. He just doesn't exist anymore. I used to like to think dying was like, being in a dream forever. It's actually just complete nothingness, I don't know what could possibly be more scary than that.

[adhdmi2]

*praying that Connor doesn’t flake tomorrow* 🙏

[adhdmi2]

The events over the past 24 hours have been great. I hooked up and cuddled with a straight boy all last night. Which has been something I’ve always wanted to do. Connor made me feel really good tonight after I talked to him about my dreams and space up at the divide. Got to see Cristian before he leaves for school. Got to talk to my mom and work things out. I got to talk and get a lot off my chest to my friends and they’ve helped more than they’ll ever know. Damn, I just feel a little bit better and that’s all I needed. Thank you everyone. 💙

[adhdmi2]

Something I like about Connor is that he understands that relationships at this age can be random and falling out of love 3 or 4 years later is a real thing that happens. He also reminds me of Makenzie to a certain extent. He is fixed on self improvement and knowing what he, as a person, wants or needs to feel okay. Fixing problems born from the tendencies you picked up from your parents growing up. Deep issues that someone looking at you right now, would have no idea existed inside of you. I envy those kinds of people more than I will ever tell them.

[adhdmi2]

I always wanted to make you feel okay. I tried so, so hard to keep fighting for it too. You'd ask me how I felt about things knowing I'd be completely blunt with you. You'd ask me if you've improved, sometimes it would be "No, not at all. I still don't know if you mean what you say." and other times it would be "Today Connor, you mean it." I knew in the back of my mind you were just sad and broken, but I always tried to get you to open up to me and feel comfortable and you did. I remember laying in your bed and just talking while we skipped your friends dodgeball game. Being completely vulnerable to each other. I like to think that helped you a bit. I loved calling you and smoking a cigarette at the park or above Ogden while we laid on my car. I loved when you'd call me babe around your friends and make me feel involved. I'm sorry about your brother but more importantly I'm sorry you felt like you couldn't go on anymore. Rest easy, stupid.