at the beach watching these meaty fleshy women. jiggles, cellulite, rubber, meat, symmetry. its hard not to watch and wonder how many ways their faces can twist in agony and pleasure from my cawk. i live in p*** not reality. when faced with reality it is surreal and i must remember that i cannot stare.
i feel my face scrunched up in sourness. but then i loosen my face muscles & put an approachable smile on so i can blend in.
i figured, lets not be sour about not having, but happy for them existing
if we are all vessels of one universe, then in some way, we are one in the same. altho physically we are not one, myself inside of her, cosmically we are all f***ing. not everything is about sex.

What the f***

Nice OP

loser poetry at it's psychedilic finery.
who knows the man in front the screen workers to a winery
with time we can see the need get this simp a fleshlight

A Free Form Haiku

bro the f***ing title ITSELF

i was dying before i even entered this thread

marty i'm scared

thats u in a few years boi u better nut up

Read this out loud in a deep voice and add a drill beat

i live in p*** not reality when faced with reality
it is surreal and i must remember that i cannot stare.

Man f*** no I’m only a teenager in a few years I’m gonna be getting p****. I’m a loner but I’m still pretty

Please stop

Don’t look at me like that

not bad

Time is running out accept Jesus as your personal Lord and saviour

The intro to logics next album

Isn't it crazy like the hottest girls you see, that you know you personally couldn't pull, are all getting d***ed by some guy who was more alpha

didn’t read

What the actual f***

This got me h**** as s***

Corona wasn’t a mistake