Feb 25, 2017
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without direction we hit targets we didnt know existed and win prizes we didnt ask for and maybe didnt want like herpes or babies
the girls in my life they come and go and each time each one takes a little bit of me with her.
once in a while they leave something behind too.
relationships are an exchange of personality currency, habits, massages and bodily fluids. how wonderful they are.
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In the shadows of my mind grows a desire. A desire not to fuck, not to have sex, but to impregnate. I see swaying hips and panty lines and breasts and long wavy hair begging to be pulled. I want a plump beautiful girl with dark hair and so much lip-gloss on, its dripping off. She smells sweet and something about her tells me she is fertile, her skin, her face, the way she sways her hips as she walks, the color of her breasts and the size of her pupils Her womb is quivering, spasming, her labia dripping, begging for strange cock to knock on the front door and flood her with cum.
I want to grab her meaty love handles and unload in her while staying grounded. I mash her titties into my face and suck her nipples off. I pound her with no remorse; momentum is always conserved. Everything is clean and sweatless. The aroma in the air is of her perfume and the air crisp, like running your fingers over fine resume paper. I impregnate her in 3 thrusts and watch magnificently at the cum dumpster that she is. I love her, and detest her now. She is beautiful and disgusting. Pregnant women are repulsive.
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Girls be like “nothing turns me on more than honesty.”
Honestly, if men didn’t have the ability to lie, society as a whole would collapse.
Honesty is such a lonely word: I wonder if your sisters pussy is better. I wonder if your mom would suck my dick. I wonder if your dad would suck my dick. If I and your dad were in prison he’d probably try to rape me. Would I like it? I wish you’d shut the fuck up and leave after sex+5 minutes of cuddling. Less than 0.05% of anything you ever say is meaningful to my life. All you’re good for is to show my mom I’m with someone. I’d rather fap than fuck you at times, most times. If only I could take your face and put it on Kelly’s body and take Jessica’s legs and Mellisa’s personality then I’d make the perfect girl. I wonder how the field of robotics is doing. I wonder how ______’s (all your female friends) pussy tastes. Can we have threesomes already? I fapped to thoughts of your mother. Many times. I’ve fapped to thoughts of your friends. Many times. You smell when you’re on your period; stay home, you’re freaking out my cat.
I started the nofap challenge. My main goal is 90 days but I would like to go until I get a girl my age to wanna actually date me. So basically never again.
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