I’ve been ill. Stuffy nose, sore throat, cloudy head, body aches.
I came home early from Dungeons and Dragons. My stomach wouldn’t let me stay.
I dreamt that I was at Wild Arctic in Sea World, my favorite part of the park since childhood, because of the blocks of ice to run your hands across and the tunnels to hide in. In my dream, I put my hands up to the glass next to a beluga whale. I sang to it. The glass broke and freezing water filled the room. People screamed and ran away. I stayed still, singing. I held the whale. It was like touching stingrays. It nuzzled me. I didn’t want to go. The water wasn’t even cold to me. I woke up gasping and alone.
Do you know? The speed at which cherry blossoms fall… is 5 centimeters per second. At what speed must I live at, to be able to see you again?
"Give yourself over to absolute pleasure."
i need to rage fuck, like, now.
AND QDANCE IS ON SATURDAY. ASDFLKJGHSKSL
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Let me cum on yo face and tits?
Let me give you a black eye and a busted lip?