Sorry I Never Replied. Everyday Is Blending Together And Im Losing Sense Of Time

My love language is obsession and insanity

lets jerk off.. together.. take my hand. wait no i need my handfor this sorry

ohhh my god edible. edible save me. save me 10mg edible save me please

the song "My Way Of Life" by Frank Sinatra is something akin to what a lovesick knight would sing to his beloved prince/king who is to be married off to some princess. it moves me in ways unthinkable to any sane person

we're all doomed

thank you osha thank you shift limits thank you mandatory breaks thank you overtime pay thank you labour laws thank you workers rights thank you unions thank you protesters thank you advocates thank you workers!!!!!!!

The only thing being "locked in" is you in the torture dungeon

the bill comes and I start whining whimpering and grinding on it

found a dude who does VR cruisin and boozin and im IN LOVE