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the classic 1970s movie Jaws is actually a Lemon Demon reference, in this essay I will
I think it's about time Tony Khan needs to give this man a contract lol
i’ll never get tired of watching matt break during the sour boy bit.
I !! Want!! A stupid little boy!! To degrade!! And hurt!! I want to smile stupidly and tilt my head at him when he asks me why I won’t let him cum! I want to drag him by a chain to the end of the bed and force him to eat me out until he’s crying! I want to make him sit there and drool on himself while I overstim his cute, throbbing, dribbling little cock! I wanna watch his hips thrust into the air as I bring him to that hard edge and ruin it ):
I had a hell of a Halloween weekend. Pumpkin carving with my little brother and sister, to watching the second season of Castlevania while drunk on red vine (because vampires), getting my civic duty on, a four hour trip to Nashville to see one of my favorite bands play in their hometown, and bonding with a crew of nerds that love them as much as I do. It was incredible and fun, so energitic and wild. I feel loved, and grateful. This is my favorite time of year and I’m honoring the season in the best way possible! All with my beloved Sour Boy, of course 💜🖤💜
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Me: I don’t know, my legs and lower back have really started to hurt after work lately.
Sour Boy: do you have shoe inserts or anything like that?
Me, having forgotten all about insoles even though I have used them in the past: ...yes. Yes I do have those.
So Sour Boy and I want to a show last night. We saw The Wonder Years, a band I care about only because I liked them when my brother played them around me. It was a fucking thrill. It’s been a while since I saw anyone live, let alone a pop punk band with over excitable kids in the audience. Every now and again, I like doing things outside of my comfort zone, and being pushed and pulled by a sweaty mass of strangers, all chanting the lyrics to a song that I vaguely recognize is one of those times. I loved it!
They did play this song, Coffee Eyes, that I really, really like. It’s my favorite song of theirs, about Sanctuary. It was one of those moments that I’m going to really try and hang on to in my memories, because that song already struck a chord with me and makes me cry if I think about it for too long.
I had a great time.