Is it unhealthy for him to like beings, so much larger than himself? Like. . two to three times larger? Mayhaps. . Is it a health hazard? Certainly proves to be at times. Does he care in the slightest? No, no he doesn’t. Will he continue this life choice? Yes, yes he will.

Yes, she’s one of the main hazards. . But he’s alive, isn’t he? Very much adoring the kiss to his forehead, beaming with a smile.

Can’t he just. . cuddle? Besides. . He must keep his softie reputation, even with Loné

[👻] That subconscious Nagging feeling, in the back of your skull. . When you feel like you’re starting to fall for someone all over again. . I need fucking sleep bruh

[👻] Do you ever look at someone and just wonder to yourself I need them? How do they feel about me? Do they want me? Cause like. . that’s kinda the thought rn, not intoxicated or high, just. . well, high on something But I dunno Brain is just weird But I feel I need them

ᅠᅠ ᅠᅠ ᅠ ᅠᅠ ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ⊹⚡️ ˖ ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ𝐓𝐔𝐓𝐎𝐑 + LOVER ࣪˖ ᅠᅠ ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠELECTRIC TYPE ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠPSYCHIC TYPE ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠAlolan Raichu . ᅠᅠ

[👻] I need like One of those giant dog beds, y’know? The ones you see in those videos on Insta or TikTok Just so I can like Laze even more comfortably Maybe for once actually nap or smth

[👻] Oh. . Well then. . Today just became goated I guess

[👻] Making your hot friend, throb from the content they desired of you? Yeah. . Peak night Def fills my head with some good vibes, that much is certain

. . it’s concerning. . How many of his friends double as fire hydrants. .

She. . she can. .?

. . well. . A white Christmas is the preferred one, isn’t it. .? He’s gonna be awfully sensitive, numb too. . But, could she make that wish come true?

She. . might wanna wish for his body to keep up with the semen demand. . Less she’s okay with blanks. Regardless, it worked quite quickly. . given the Voir straightened up, standing stock still. The reason? The unhealthy amount of seed, spraying from his slit. A silent cry.-

He should’ve gotten nude and dressed up in Christmas lights. . or ribbons. .

[👻] Sometimes, I cringe at myself. Past self mostly, cause like. Fucking Christ, the shit I use to say or how I use to say it. Not to mention act?? Bruh. . maybe it was cute how I acted then, but looking at it now? I fucking scowled at myself

┌─────────────┐ │ │>ᴛʜᴇ ᴜʟᴛɪᴍᴀᴛᴇ ʟɪꜰᴇꜰᴏʀᴍ │ │>ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴇʀꜰᴇᴄᴛ ᴏʀɢᴀɴɪꜱᴍ │ │>ᴛʜᴇ xᴇɴᴏᴍᴏʀᴘʜ └─────────────┘

[👻] Whelp, thanks bouts of random, overbearing nervousness. My lips hurt from how much I’ve been gnawing and picking at them Anytime ya wanna stop this inessential train of thoughts brain, please, feel free to do so :)

He’s doing the thing that cats do, yes, where they slink with arms outstretched. Seems oddly content right now.

Yet? He’s doing nothing to resist it. The overly short Voir just getting shown off like some kind of carnival prize.

She. . really does know how to make a mess. . doesn’t she??