Charles’ non-racing passion project being ice cream is just so quintessentially Charles™️ like of COURSE Charles Leclerc is out here selling ice cream with flavour names like vanillove and pistachi-oh
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I desperately want to hear a butch groan with their cock in my mouth. Gently pumping in and out with their hands in my hair. Letting me worship them as they deserve. I want to taste them, on my knees, with my hands roaming their thighs. feeling their muscles and moaning with a mouthful of cock because I’m so obsessed with their body. They feel so good, they taste so good, they look soo good. I want to sink into sub space adoring their body.
I want to feel them getting rougher. Feel their hands tighten in my hair. A firm grip at the back of my head putting me right where they want me. Hear them chuckle when I make cute little noises trying to adjust to the sudden change. I want to feel myself sink deeper into sub space as they use my throat just how they want. I want to taste them cumming in my mouth look up and see their face twisted in pleasure and know I was useful for them 😳
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back in my car again :) don’t you think it’s funny??? don’t you think it’s interesting???? don’t you think it’s fascinating how the song after Luck Runs Out is talking about how you “never really know who you can trust” and also “sometimes killing is a must”????
don’t you think that’s interesting????? i think that’s an interesting decision for Jorge to make
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So this chick has been on-and-off again stalking me since high school. I could go into paragraphs of detail (I was about to), but no one wants to read all of that. Suffice to say, I guess she’s had some kind of crush on me for about 15-20 years or so (why??), and every few years it seems she pops up somewhere contacting me to try to persuade me to give her a chance. I should mention we never talked in high school, I actively avoided her, told her I didn’t like her, etc. nothing doing.
Anyway, somehow she’s been on one of my social media pages and saw I was having a hard time lately, so she found my phone number (what?? I hate that you can just find that online) and texted me out of the blue yesterday. Usual protocol is ignore and block so I don’t piss off an unstable person, but they decided to be gross, so
I wasn’t planning on posting anything about this before. If they were creeping around on my pages, mentioning it would only feed into them. Maybe. I don’t know. But this just kind of made me really uncomfortable and their response was shitty. I could have been a lot meaner. I wanted to be. But whatever, that wouldn’t have helped. So I just blocked them and hope that this time it sticks. If they see this, then hey… not cool.
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a terf just liked my artwork….y’all are losers
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(wrote this song before i left for college but it’s sure applicable to life right now!!!!)
lyrics: falling from grace, i’m a rusting lace artifact / tears down my face as i break my immortal pact / trust me, i want to be healthy / trust me, i want to be special and loving and sweet / trust me, i know that i’m broken / please, i just want one more chance to prove that i could be the— / best friends know how to reveal me / best friends know how hard i try to have something to say / best friends know that it’s not helping / can i just go far away to where there’s nowhere else to— / turn around, up and down, i’m melting!!!! / turn around, i have something to say!!!! / color bleeding, heartbeat leaving, need a place to lay my head / arms are folded, fine print bolded, everything is overloaded!!!!!!!! / color faded by the sun, i bite my tongue, i’m coming undone / color faded by the sun, i bite my tongue, i’m coming undone / color faded by the sun, i bite my tongue / trust me, i want to be healthy / trust me, i want to be special and loving and sweet / trust me, i know that i’m broken / trust me, i know that i’m broken….
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