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stellarsteele: Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))). Prologue My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would do—I blocked him. I am anxious for another romantic experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up. My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. Physical appearance isn’t my greatest asset: I am not ugly, but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that I’m charming and a good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but I’ve learned to work with what I have. I must admit, I’m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my mother was wild in college. I’m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in college once. I honestly couldn’t tell you how they ended up together. I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. I’m going to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out of this. I’ve already improved my personal hygiene—it’s hard to stay super hygienic in college. I’ve been eating a lot healthier too since college cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. I also have a good excuse for being single. I’m going to take this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isn’t what I need right now. Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infected… Day 1 My quarantine hasn’t been too bad so far. I started off by cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of clothes that haven’t fit me since middle school. After, I went for a run in my neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social distancing protocol. I didn’t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules, but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the world goes to shit. I laid on my bed for a while and ended up reading an entire book. I haven’t been committed to a book like that since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them. Next, I checked my school email and discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor will save everyone the stress and give us all an A. I checked my Instagram feed and ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media posts. Now, I’m sitting at my desk listening to The Weeknd’s new album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. I’m trying to come up with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media; get laid. This is probably influenced by The Weeknd’s erotic music, but sex does sound nice right now. It sounds so nice that I grab my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, I’m forcefully moving the dildo in and out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed sheets. The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off. Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except for me. : stellarsteele: Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))). Prologue My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would do—I blocked him. I am anxious for another romantic experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up. My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. Physical appearance isn’t my greatest asset: I am not ugly, but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that I’m charming and a good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but I’ve learned to work with what I have. I must admit, I’m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my mother was wild in college. I’m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in college once. I honestly couldn’t tell you how they ended up together. I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. I’m going to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out of this. I’ve already improved my personal hygiene—it’s hard to stay super hygienic in college. I’ve been eating a lot healthier too since college cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. I also have a good excuse for being single. I’m going to take this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isn’t what I need right now. Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infected… Day 1 My quarantine hasn’t been too bad so far. I started off by cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of clothes that haven’t fit me since middle school. After, I went for a run in my neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social distancing protocol. I didn’t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules, but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the world goes to shit. I laid on my bed for a while and ended up reading an entire book. I haven’t been committed to a book like that since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them. Next, I checked my school email and discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor will save everyone the stress and give us all an A. I checked my Instagram feed and ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media posts. Now, I’m sitting at my desk listening to The Weeknd’s new album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. I’m trying to come up with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media; get laid. This is probably influenced by The Weeknd’s erotic music, but sex does sound nice right now. It sounds so nice that I grab my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, I’m forcefully moving the dildo in and out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed sheets. The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off. Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except for me.

stellarsteele:
Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))).
Prologue
My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned
out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me
creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would do—I blocked him.
I am anxious for another romantic
experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but
this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up.
My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with
unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too.
Physical appearance isn’t my greatest asset: I am not ugly,
but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that I’m charming and a
good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but
I’ve learned to work with what I have.
I must admit, I’m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot
of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence
of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success.
I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck
with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my
mother was wild in college. I’m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in
college once. I honestly couldn’t tell you how they ended up together.
I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. I’m going
to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out
of this. I’ve already improved my personal hygiene—it’s hard to stay super
hygienic in college. I’ve been eating a lot healthier too since college
cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine.
I also have a good excuse for being single. I’m going to take
this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isn’t what I need
right now.
Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am
not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infected…
Day 1
My quarantine hasn’t been too bad so far. I started off by
cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that
desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of
clothes that haven’t fit me since middle school.
After, I went for a run in my
neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social
distancing protocol. I didn’t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules,
but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the
world goes to shit.
I laid on my bed for a while and
ended up reading an entire book. I haven’t been committed to a book like that
since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell
asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big
part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them.
Next, I checked my school email and
discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I
have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor
will save everyone the stress and give us all an A.
I checked my Instagram feed and
ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which
was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media
posts.
Now, I’m sitting at my desk listening to The Weeknd’s new
album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. I’m trying to come up
with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more
time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media;
get laid.
This is probably influenced by The Weeknd’s erotic music, but
sex does sound nice right now.
It sounds so nice that I grab
my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my
vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top
of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so
wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other
hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, I’m forcefully moving the dildo in and
out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my
cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed
sheets.
The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off.
Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man
since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my
bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except
for me.
: stellarsteele:
Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))).
Prologue
My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned
out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me
creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would do—I blocked him.
I am anxious for another romantic
experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but
this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up.
My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with
unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too.
Physical appearance isn’t my greatest asset: I am not ugly,
but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that I’m charming and a
good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but
I’ve learned to work with what I have.
I must admit, I’m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot
of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence
of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success.
I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck
with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my
mother was wild in college. I’m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in
college once. I honestly couldn’t tell you how they ended up together.
I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. I’m going
to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out
of this. I’ve already improved my personal hygiene—it’s hard to stay super
hygienic in college. I’ve been eating a lot healthier too since college
cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine.
I also have a good excuse for being single. I’m going to take
this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isn’t what I need
right now.
Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am
not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infected…
Day 1
My quarantine hasn’t been too bad so far. I started off by
cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that
desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of
clothes that haven’t fit me since middle school.
After, I went for a run in my
neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social
distancing protocol. I didn’t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules,
but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the
world goes to shit.
I laid on my bed for a while and
ended up reading an entire book. I haven’t been committed to a book like that
since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell
asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big
part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them.
Next, I checked my school email and
discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I
have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor
will save everyone the stress and give us all an A.
I checked my Instagram feed and
ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which
was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media
posts.
Now, I’m sitting at my desk listening to The Weeknd’s new
album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. I’m trying to come up
with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more
time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media;
get laid.
This is probably influenced by The Weeknd’s erotic music, but
sex does sound nice right now.
It sounds so nice that I grab
my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my
vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top
of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so
wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other
hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, I’m forcefully moving the dildo in and
out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my
cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed
sheets.
The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off.
Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man
since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my
bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except
for me.

stellarsteele:
Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))).
Prologue
My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned
out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me
creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would do—I blocked him.
I am anxious for another romantic
experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but
this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up.
My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with
unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too.
Physical appearance isn’t my greatest asset: I am not ugly,
but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that I’m charming and a
good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but
I’ve learned to work with what I have.
I must admit, I’m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot
of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence
of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success.
I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck
with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my
mother was wild in college. I’m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in
college once. I honestly couldn’t tell you how they ended up together.
I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. I’m going
to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out
of this. I’ve already improved my personal hygiene—it’s hard to stay super
hygienic in college. I’ve been eating a lot healthier too since college
cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine.
I also have a good excuse for being single. I’m going to take
this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isn’t what I need
right now.
Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am
not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infected…
Day 1
My quarantine hasn’t been too bad so far. I started off by
cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that
desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of
clothes that haven’t fit me since middle school.
After, I went for a run in my
neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social
distancing protocol. I didn’t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules,
but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the
world goes to shit.
I laid on my bed for a while and
ended up reading an entire book. I haven’t been committed to a book like that
since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell
asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big
part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them.
Next, I checked my school email and
discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I
have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor
will save everyone the stress and give us all an A.
I checked my Instagram feed and
ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which
was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media
posts.
Now, I’m sitting at my desk listening to The Weeknd’s new
album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. I’m trying to come up
with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more
time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media;
get laid.
This is probably influenced by The Weeknd’s erotic music, but
sex does sound nice right now.
It sounds so nice that I grab
my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my
vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top
of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so
wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other
hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, I’m forcefully moving the dildo in and
out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my
cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed
sheets.
The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off.
Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man
since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my
bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except
for me.
: stellarsteele:
Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))).
Prologue
My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned
out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me
creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would do—I blocked him.
I am anxious for another romantic
experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but
this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up.
My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with
unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too.
Physical appearance isn’t my greatest asset: I am not ugly,
but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that I’m charming and a
good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but
I’ve learned to work with what I have.
I must admit, I’m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot
of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence
of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success.
I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck
with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my
mother was wild in college. I’m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in
college once. I honestly couldn’t tell you how they ended up together.
I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. I’m going
to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out
of this. I’ve already improved my personal hygiene—it’s hard to stay super
hygienic in college. I’ve been eating a lot healthier too since college
cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine.
I also have a good excuse for being single. I’m going to take
this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isn’t what I need
right now.
Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am
not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infected…
Day 1
My quarantine hasn’t been too bad so far. I started off by
cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that
desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of
clothes that haven’t fit me since middle school.
After, I went for a run in my
neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social
distancing protocol. I didn’t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules,
but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the
world goes to shit.
I laid on my bed for a while and
ended up reading an entire book. I haven’t been committed to a book like that
since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell
asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big
part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them.
Next, I checked my school email and
discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I
have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor
will save everyone the stress and give us all an A.
I checked my Instagram feed and
ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which
was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media
posts.
Now, I’m sitting at my desk listening to The Weeknd’s new
album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. I’m trying to come up
with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more
time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media;
get laid.
This is probably influenced by The Weeknd’s erotic music, but
sex does sound nice right now.
It sounds so nice that I grab
my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my
vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top
of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so
wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other
hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, I’m forcefully moving the dildo in and
out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my
cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed
sheets.
The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off.
Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man
since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my
bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except
for me.

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stellarsteele: Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))). Prologue My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would do—I blocked him. I am anxious for another romantic experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up. My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. Physical appearance isn’t my greatest asset: I am not ugly, but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that I’m charming and a good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but I’ve learned to work with what I have. I must admit, I’m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my mother was wild in college. I’m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in college once. I honestly couldn’t tell you how they ended up together. I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. I’m going to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out of this. I’ve already improved my personal hygiene—it’s hard to stay super hygienic in college. I’ve been eating a lot healthier too since college cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. I also have a good excuse for being single. I’m going to take this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isn’t what I need right now. Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infected… Day 1 My quarantine hasn’t been too bad so far. I started off by cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of clothes that haven’t fit me since middle school. After, I went for a run in my neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social distancing protocol. I didn’t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules, but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the world goes to shit. I laid on my bed for a while and ended up reading an entire book. I haven’t been committed to a book like that since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them. Next, I checked my school email and discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor will save everyone the stress and give us all an A. I checked my Instagram feed and ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media posts. Now, I’m sitting at my desk listening to The Weeknd’s new album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. I’m trying to come up with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media; get laid. This is probably influenced by The Weeknd’s erotic music, but sex does sound nice right now. It sounds so nice that I grab my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, I’m forcefully moving the dildo in and out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed sheets. The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off. Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except for me. : stellarsteele: Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))). Prologue My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would do—I blocked him. I am anxious for another romantic experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up. My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. Physical appearance isn’t my greatest asset: I am not ugly, but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that I’m charming and a good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but I’ve learned to work with what I have. I must admit, I’m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my mother was wild in college. I’m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in college once. I honestly couldn’t tell you how they ended up together. I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. I’m going to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out of this. I’ve already improved my personal hygiene—it’s hard to stay super hygienic in college. I’ve been eating a lot healthier too since college cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. I also have a good excuse for being single. I’m going to take this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isn’t what I need right now. Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infected… Day 1 My quarantine hasn’t been too bad so far. I started off by cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of clothes that haven’t fit me since middle school. After, I went for a run in my neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social distancing protocol. I didn’t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules, but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the world goes to shit. I laid on my bed for a while and ended up reading an entire book. I haven’t been committed to a book like that since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them. Next, I checked my school email and discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor will save everyone the stress and give us all an A. I checked my Instagram feed and ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media posts. Now, I’m sitting at my desk listening to The Weeknd’s new album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. I’m trying to come up with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media; get laid. This is probably influenced by The Weeknd’s erotic music, but sex does sound nice right now. It sounds so nice that I grab my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, I’m forcefully moving the dildo in and out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed sheets. The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off. Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except for me.

stellarsteele:
Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))).
Prologue
My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned
out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me
creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would do—I blocked him.
I am anxious for another romantic
experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but
this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up.
My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with
unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too.
Physical appearance isn’t my greatest asset: I am not ugly,
but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that I’m charming and a
good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but
I’ve learned to work with what I have.
I must admit, I’m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot
of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence
of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success.
I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck
with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my
mother was wild in college. I’m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in
college once. I honestly couldn’t tell you how they ended up together.
I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. I’m going
to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out
of this. I’ve already improved my personal hygiene—it’s hard to stay super
hygienic in college. I’ve been eating a lot healthier too since college
cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine.
I also have a good excuse for being single. I’m going to take
this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isn’t what I need
right now.
Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am
not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infected…
Day 1
My quarantine hasn’t been too bad so far. I started off by
cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that
desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of
clothes that haven’t fit me since middle school.
After, I went for a run in my
neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social
distancing protocol. I didn’t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules,
but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the
world goes to shit.
I laid on my bed for a while and
ended up reading an entire book. I haven’t been committed to a book like that
since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell
asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big
part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them.
Next, I checked my school email and
discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I
have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor
will save everyone the stress and give us all an A.
I checked my Instagram feed and
ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which
was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media
posts.
Now, I’m sitting at my desk listening to The Weeknd’s new
album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. I’m trying to come up
with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more
time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media;
get laid.
This is probably influenced by The Weeknd’s erotic music, but
sex does sound nice right now.
It sounds so nice that I grab
my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my
vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top
of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so
wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other
hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, I’m forcefully moving the dildo in and
out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my
cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed
sheets.
The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off.
Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man
since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my
bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except
for me.
: stellarsteele:
Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))).
Prologue
My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned
out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me
creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would do—I blocked him.
I am anxious for another romantic
experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but
this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up.
My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with
unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too.
Physical appearance isn’t my greatest asset: I am not ugly,
but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that I’m charming and a
good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but
I’ve learned to work with what I have.
I must admit, I’m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot
of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence
of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success.
I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck
with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my
mother was wild in college. I’m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in
college once. I honestly couldn’t tell you how they ended up together.
I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. I’m going
to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out
of this. I’ve already improved my personal hygiene—it’s hard to stay super
hygienic in college. I’ve been eating a lot healthier too since college
cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine.
I also have a good excuse for being single. I’m going to take
this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isn’t what I need
right now.
Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am
not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infected…
Day 1
My quarantine hasn’t been too bad so far. I started off by
cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that
desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of
clothes that haven’t fit me since middle school.
After, I went for a run in my
neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social
distancing protocol. I didn’t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules,
but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the
world goes to shit.
I laid on my bed for a while and
ended up reading an entire book. I haven’t been committed to a book like that
since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell
asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big
part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them.
Next, I checked my school email and
discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I
have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor
will save everyone the stress and give us all an A.
I checked my Instagram feed and
ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which
was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media
posts.
Now, I’m sitting at my desk listening to The Weeknd’s new
album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. I’m trying to come up
with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more
time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media;
get laid.
This is probably influenced by The Weeknd’s erotic music, but
sex does sound nice right now.
It sounds so nice that I grab
my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my
vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top
of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so
wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other
hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, I’m forcefully moving the dildo in and
out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my
cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed
sheets.
The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off.
Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man
since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my
bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except
for me.

stellarsteele:
Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))).
Prologue
My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned
out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me
creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would do—I blocked him.
I am anxious for another romantic
experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but
this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up.
My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with
unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too.
Physical appearance isn’t my greatest asset: I am not ugly,
but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that I’m charming and a
good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but
I’ve learned to work with what I have.
I must admit, I’m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot
of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence
of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success.
I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck
with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my
mother was wild in college. I’m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in
college once. I honestly couldn’t tell you how they ended up together.
I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. I’m going
to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out
of this. I’ve already improved my personal hygiene—it’s hard to stay super
hygienic in college. I’ve been eating a lot healthier too since college
cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine.
I also have a good excuse for being single. I’m going to take
this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isn’t what I need
right now.
Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am
not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infected…
Day 1
My quarantine hasn’t been too bad so far. I started off by
cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that
desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of
clothes that haven’t fit me since middle school.
After, I went for a run in my
neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social
distancing protocol. I didn’t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules,
but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the
world goes to shit.
I laid on my bed for a while and
ended up reading an entire book. I haven’t been committed to a book like that
since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell
asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big
part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them.
Next, I checked my school email and
discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I
have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor
will save everyone the stress and give us all an A.
I checked my Instagram feed and
ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which
was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media
posts.
Now, I’m sitting at my desk listening to The Weeknd’s new
album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. I’m trying to come up
with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more
time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media;
get laid.
This is probably influenced by The Weeknd’s erotic music, but
sex does sound nice right now.
It sounds so nice that I grab
my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my
vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top
of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so
wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other
hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, I’m forcefully moving the dildo in and
out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my
cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed
sheets.
The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off.
Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man
since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my
bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except
for me.
: stellarsteele:
Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))).
Prologue
My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned
out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me
creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would do—I blocked him.
I am anxious for another romantic
experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but
this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up.
My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with
unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too.
Physical appearance isn’t my greatest asset: I am not ugly,
but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that I’m charming and a
good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but
I’ve learned to work with what I have.
I must admit, I’m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot
of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence
of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success.
I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck
with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my
mother was wild in college. I’m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in
college once. I honestly couldn’t tell you how they ended up together.
I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. I’m going
to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out
of this. I’ve already improved my personal hygiene—it’s hard to stay super
hygienic in college. I’ve been eating a lot healthier too since college
cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine.
I also have a good excuse for being single. I’m going to take
this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isn’t what I need
right now.
Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am
not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infected…
Day 1
My quarantine hasn’t been too bad so far. I started off by
cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that
desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of
clothes that haven’t fit me since middle school.
After, I went for a run in my
neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social
distancing protocol. I didn’t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules,
but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the
world goes to shit.
I laid on my bed for a while and
ended up reading an entire book. I haven’t been committed to a book like that
since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell
asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big
part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them.
Next, I checked my school email and
discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I
have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor
will save everyone the stress and give us all an A.
I checked my Instagram feed and
ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which
was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media
posts.
Now, I’m sitting at my desk listening to The Weeknd’s new
album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. I’m trying to come up
with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more
time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media;
get laid.
This is probably influenced by The Weeknd’s erotic music, but
sex does sound nice right now.
It sounds so nice that I grab
my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my
vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top
of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so
wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other
hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, I’m forcefully moving the dildo in and
out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my
cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed
sheets.
The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off.
Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man
since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my
bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except
for me.

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stellarsteele: Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))). Prologue My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would do—I blocked him. I am anxious for another romantic experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up. My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. Physical appearance isn’t my greatest asset: I am not ugly, but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that I’m charming and a good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but I’ve learned to work with what I have. I must admit, I’m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my mother was wild in college. I’m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in college once. I honestly couldn’t tell you how they ended up together. I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. I’m going to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out of this. I’ve already improved my personal hygiene—it’s hard to stay super hygienic in college. I’ve been eating a lot healthier too since college cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. I also have a good excuse for being single. I’m going to take this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isn’t what I need right now. Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infected… Day 1 My quarantine hasn’t been too bad so far. I started off by cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of clothes that haven’t fit me since middle school. After, I went for a run in my neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social distancing protocol. I didn’t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules, but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the world goes to shit. I laid on my bed for a while and ended up reading an entire book. I haven’t been committed to a book like that since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them. Next, I checked my school email and discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor will save everyone the stress and give us all an A. I checked my Instagram feed and ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media posts. Now, I’m sitting at my desk listening to The Weeknd’s new album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. I’m trying to come up with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media; get laid. This is probably influenced by The Weeknd’s erotic music, but sex does sound nice right now. It sounds so nice that I grab my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, I’m forcefully moving the dildo in and out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed sheets. The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off. Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except for me. : stellarsteele: Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))). Prologue My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would do—I blocked him. I am anxious for another romantic experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up. My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too. Physical appearance isn’t my greatest asset: I am not ugly, but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that I’m charming and a good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but I’ve learned to work with what I have. I must admit, I’m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success. I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my mother was wild in college. I’m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in college once. I honestly couldn’t tell you how they ended up together. I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. I’m going to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out of this. I’ve already improved my personal hygiene—it’s hard to stay super hygienic in college. I’ve been eating a lot healthier too since college cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine. I also have a good excuse for being single. I’m going to take this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isn’t what I need right now. Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infected… Day 1 My quarantine hasn’t been too bad so far. I started off by cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of clothes that haven’t fit me since middle school. After, I went for a run in my neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social distancing protocol. I didn’t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules, but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the world goes to shit. I laid on my bed for a while and ended up reading an entire book. I haven’t been committed to a book like that since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them. Next, I checked my school email and discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor will save everyone the stress and give us all an A. I checked my Instagram feed and ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media posts. Now, I’m sitting at my desk listening to The Weeknd’s new album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. I’m trying to come up with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media; get laid. This is probably influenced by The Weeknd’s erotic music, but sex does sound nice right now. It sounds so nice that I grab my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, I’m forcefully moving the dildo in and out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed sheets. The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off. Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except for me.

stellarsteele:
Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))).
Prologue
My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned
out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me
creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would do—I blocked him.
I am anxious for another romantic
experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but
this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up.
My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with
unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too.
Physical appearance isn’t my greatest asset: I am not ugly,
but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that I’m charming and a
good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but
I’ve learned to work with what I have.
I must admit, I’m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot
of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence
of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success.
I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck
with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my
mother was wild in college. I’m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in
college once. I honestly couldn’t tell you how they ended up together.
I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. I’m going
to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out
of this. I’ve already improved my personal hygiene—it’s hard to stay super
hygienic in college. I’ve been eating a lot healthier too since college
cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine.
I also have a good excuse for being single. I’m going to take
this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isn’t what I need
right now.
Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am
not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infected…
Day 1
My quarantine hasn’t been too bad so far. I started off by
cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that
desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of
clothes that haven’t fit me since middle school.
After, I went for a run in my
neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social
distancing protocol. I didn’t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules,
but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the
world goes to shit.
I laid on my bed for a while and
ended up reading an entire book. I haven’t been committed to a book like that
since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell
asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big
part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them.
Next, I checked my school email and
discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I
have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor
will save everyone the stress and give us all an A.
I checked my Instagram feed and
ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which
was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media
posts.
Now, I’m sitting at my desk listening to The Weeknd’s new
album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. I’m trying to come up
with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more
time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media;
get laid.
This is probably influenced by The Weeknd’s erotic music, but
sex does sound nice right now.
It sounds so nice that I grab
my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my
vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top
of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so
wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other
hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, I’m forcefully moving the dildo in and
out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my
cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed
sheets.
The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off.
Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man
since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my
bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except
for me.
: stellarsteele:
Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))).
Prologue
My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned
out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me
creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would do—I blocked him.
I am anxious for another romantic
experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but
this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up.
My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with
unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too.
Physical appearance isn’t my greatest asset: I am not ugly,
but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that I’m charming and a
good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but
I’ve learned to work with what I have.
I must admit, I’m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot
of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence
of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success.
I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck
with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my
mother was wild in college. I’m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in
college once. I honestly couldn’t tell you how they ended up together.
I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. I’m going
to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out
of this. I’ve already improved my personal hygiene—it’s hard to stay super
hygienic in college. I’ve been eating a lot healthier too since college
cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine.
I also have a good excuse for being single. I’m going to take
this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isn’t what I need
right now.
Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am
not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infected…
Day 1
My quarantine hasn’t been too bad so far. I started off by
cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that
desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of
clothes that haven’t fit me since middle school.
After, I went for a run in my
neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social
distancing protocol. I didn’t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules,
but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the
world goes to shit.
I laid on my bed for a while and
ended up reading an entire book. I haven’t been committed to a book like that
since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell
asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big
part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them.
Next, I checked my school email and
discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I
have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor
will save everyone the stress and give us all an A.
I checked my Instagram feed and
ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which
was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media
posts.
Now, I’m sitting at my desk listening to The Weeknd’s new
album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. I’m trying to come up
with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more
time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media;
get laid.
This is probably influenced by The Weeknd’s erotic music, but
sex does sound nice right now.
It sounds so nice that I grab
my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my
vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top
of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so
wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other
hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, I’m forcefully moving the dildo in and
out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my
cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed
sheets.
The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off.
Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man
since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my
bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except
for me.

stellarsteele:
Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))).
Prologue
My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned
out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me
creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would do—I blocked him.
I am anxious for another romantic
experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but
this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up.
My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with
unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too.
Physical appearance isn’t my greatest asset: I am not ugly,
but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that I’m charming and a
good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but
I’ve learned to work with what I have.
I must admit, I’m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot
of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence
of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success.
I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck
with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my
mother was wild in college. I’m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in
college once. I honestly couldn’t tell you how they ended up together.
I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. I’m going
to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out
of this. I’ve already improved my personal hygiene—it’s hard to stay super
hygienic in college. I’ve been eating a lot healthier too since college
cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine.
I also have a good excuse for being single. I’m going to take
this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isn’t what I need
right now.
Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am
not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infected…
Day 1
My quarantine hasn’t been too bad so far. I started off by
cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that
desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of
clothes that haven’t fit me since middle school.
After, I went for a run in my
neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social
distancing protocol. I didn’t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules,
but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the
world goes to shit.
I laid on my bed for a while and
ended up reading an entire book. I haven’t been committed to a book like that
since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell
asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big
part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them.
Next, I checked my school email and
discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I
have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor
will save everyone the stress and give us all an A.
I checked my Instagram feed and
ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which
was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media
posts.
Now, I’m sitting at my desk listening to The Weeknd’s new
album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. I’m trying to come up
with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more
time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media;
get laid.
This is probably influenced by The Weeknd’s erotic music, but
sex does sound nice right now.
It sounds so nice that I grab
my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my
vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top
of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so
wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other
hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, I’m forcefully moving the dildo in and
out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my
cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed
sheets.
The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off.
Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man
since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my
bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except
for me.
: stellarsteele:
Here is a preview of my first book ever! I am planning on releasing the full book very soon. Let me know what you think :))).
Prologue
My name is Eva. I had one boyfriend in high school who turned
out to be a disappointment. After breaking up with him, he kept sending me
creepy messages on social media. I did what any girl would do—I blocked him.
I am anxious for another romantic
experience with a different outcome. I thought college would be my chance, but
this pandemic swooped in and fucked everything up.
My ideal is a cute guy who is sensitive and provides me with
unconditional love. I want to have deep conversations with him too.
Physical appearance isn’t my greatest asset: I am not ugly,
but not gorgeous. Sometimes guys at parties tell me that I’m charming and a
good listener though. I would much rather be kissed than told these things, but
I’ve learned to work with what I have.
I must admit, I’m hard on myself. My roommate Emma has a lot
of hookups and I always feel below her. She still complains about the absence
of dateable guys which makes me feel better about my lack of success.
I should mention my parents because I am going to be stuck
with them for a while. They are strange as fuck. My dad is a classic nerd and my
mother was wild in college. I’m pretty sure that she did cocaine at a party in
college once. I honestly couldn’t tell you how they ended up together.
I have no idea what to expect from this quarantine. I’m going
to try to be productive and stay positive. Maybe, something good will come out
of this. I’ve already improved my personal hygiene—it’s hard to stay super
hygienic in college. I’ve been eating a lot healthier too since college
cafeterias are no longer part of my daily routine.
I also have a good excuse for being single. I’m going to take
this time to find out more about myself. Maybe a boyfriend isn’t what I need
right now.
Although, if a cute guy were to enter my life right now, I am
not sure I would be able to refuse him. Even if he got me infected…
Day 1
My quarantine hasn’t been too bad so far. I started off by
cleaning my room: I found a lot of dust under my bed and on my windows that
desperately needed attention. My closet was a disaster too. I found a ton of
clothes that haven’t fit me since middle school.
After, I went for a run in my
neighborhood and discovered that my neighbors were completely disregarding the social
distancing protocol. I didn’t heckle them or anything for disobeying the rules,
but I was disappointed. You really discover who people really are when the
world goes to shit.
I laid on my bed for a while and
ended up reading an entire book. I haven’t been committed to a book like that
since the Harry Potter books. I was lowkey impressed with myself. After, I fell
asleep for a couple hours. I have a feeling that naps are going to be a big
part of my daily routine even if I try to resist them.
Next, I checked my school email and
discovered that all my classes are moving to a virtual platform called Zoom. I
have no idea how virtual chemistry labs are going to work. Hopefully, my professor
will save everyone the stress and give us all an A.
I checked my Instagram feed and
ended up making a clever post. I got the most likes I have ever gotten which
was satisfying. I am going to try to be more regular with my social media
posts.
Now, I’m sitting at my desk listening to The Weeknd’s new
album. I love his angelic voice and atmospheric beats. I’m trying to come up
with a list of goals for myself for quarantine: read a book; try to spend more
time with my parents; do yoga 3 times per week; post regularly on social media;
get laid.
This is probably influenced by The Weeknd’s erotic music, but
sex does sound nice right now.
It sounds so nice that I grab
my dildo out of my drawer and take my pants off. I slide it slowly into my
vagina at first and gradually increase the speed. I imagine my ideal guy on top
of me, penetrating me and whispering dirty things in my ear. I am getting so
wet. It is surprising how responsive I am to this little toy. Using my other
hand, I start massaging my clit. Now, I’m forcefully moving the dildo in and
out of my pussy. In my mind, my ideal man is caressing my back and clapping my
cheeks hard as fuck. I start moaning and eventually I come all over my bed
sheets.
The initial pleasure from the orgasm quickly wears off.
Instead of feeling blissful, I feel ashamed of myself for not finding a man
since high school. The loneliness is suffocating. I feel myself sinking into my
bed, drowning in my tears slowly. Everyone seems to have found someone except
for me.

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shadyoaks: squigglydigg: hotwing: hiyama: st3phascope: charlavail: This vegan baking show is unreal… what on earth omG is this a cult IM GONNA FUCKING PISS MY PANTS I was watching this thing with the sound off wondering what on Earth the audio could be to cause this kind of reaction and nothing could have prepared me for this That last comment made me watch it with the sound on and I regret it : shadyoaks: squigglydigg: hotwing: hiyama: st3phascope: charlavail: This vegan baking show is unreal… what on earth omG is this a cult IM GONNA FUCKING PISS MY PANTS I was watching this thing with the sound off wondering what on Earth the audio could be to cause this kind of reaction and nothing could have prepared me for this That last comment made me watch it with the sound on and I regret it

shadyoaks:

squigglydigg:

hotwing:

hiyama:

st3phascope:

charlavail:

This vegan baking show is unreal…

what on earth omG

is this a cult

IM GONNA FUCKING PISS MY PANTS

I was watching this thing with the sound off wondering what on Earth the audio could be to cause this kind of reaction and nothing could have prepared me for this

That last comment made me watch it with the sound on and I regret it
: shadyoaks:

squigglydigg:

hotwing:

hiyama:

st3phascope:

charlavail:

This vegan baking show is unreal…

what on earth omG

is this a cult

IM GONNA FUCKING PISS MY PANTS

I was watching this thing with the sound off wondering what on Earth the audio could be to cause this kind of reaction and nothing could have prepared me for this

That last comment made me watch it with the sound on and I regret it

shadyoaks:

squigglydigg:

hotwing:

hiyama:

st3phascope:

charlavail:

This vegan baking show is unreal…

what on earth omG

is this a cult

IM GONNA FUCKING PISS MY PANTS

I was watching this thing with the sound off wondering what on Earth the audio could be to cause this kind of reaction and nothing could have prepared me for this

That last comment made me watch it with the sound on and I regret it
: shadyoaks:

squigglydigg:

hotwing:

hiyama:

st3phascope:

charlavail:

This vegan baking show is unreal…

what on earth omG

is this a cult

IM GONNA FUCKING PISS MY PANTS

I was watching this thing with the sound off wondering what on Earth the audio could be to cause this kind of reaction and nothing could have prepared me for this

That last comment made me watch it with the sound on and I regret it

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Which one of you was it?: 8:40 1 ON 11/10/19 YOU MATCHED WITH i just shit in my pants. can i get in yours? Today 8:28 PM I see you browse r/tinder Sent fuckkkkk Which one of you was it?

Which one of you was it?: 8:40 1
ON 11/10/19
YOU MATCHED WITH
i just shit in my pants. can i get in
yours?
Today 8:28 PM
I see you browse r/tinder
Sent
fuckkkkk
Which one of you was it?

Which one of you was it?: 8:40 1
ON 11/10/19
YOU MATCHED WITH
i just shit in my pants. can i get in
yours?
Today 8:28 PM
I see you browse r/tinder
Sent
fuckkkkk
Which one of you was it?

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Oh God oh no: Today 7:23 PM
Damn you're so cute I shit my
pants. Can I get into yours?
I want to see
..shited pants?
please
Type a message...
GIF
V.
Oh God oh no

Oh God oh no: Today 7:23 PM
Damn you're so cute I shit my
pants. Can I get into yours?
I want to see
..shited pants?
please
Type a message...
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Trying out new pick up lines. I think she liked it.: ll Sprint LTE 47% 4:12 PM Kelci YOU MATCHED WITH KELCI ON 12/30/19 I just shit my pants can I get in yours? Sent Okay but that doesn't sound enjoyable for either of us l'd be there pantless thinking "is he going to shit in my pants too" Send Type a message GIF 2 3 8. 6. @ & ! =+# return ABC space LO 4. Trying out new pick up lines. I think she liked it.

Trying out new pick up lines. I think she liked it.: ll Sprint LTE
47%
4:12 PM
Kelci
YOU MATCHED WITH KELCI ON 12/30/19
I just shit my pants can I get in yours?
Sent
Okay but that doesn't sound enjoyable
for either of us
l'd be there pantless thinking "is he
going to shit in my pants too"
Send
Type a message
GIF
2 3
8.
6.
@
&
!
=+#
return
ABC
space
LO
4.
Trying out new pick up lines. I think she liked it.

Trying out new pick up lines. I think she liked it.: ll Sprint LTE
47%
4:12 PM
Kelci
YOU MATCHED WITH KELCI ON 12/30/19
I just shit my pants can I get in yours?
Sent
Okay but that doesn't sound enjoyable
for either of us
l'd be there pantless thinking "is he
going to shit in my pants too"
Send
Type a message
GIF
2 3
8.
6.
@
&
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=+#
return
ABC
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Supreme seduction: IF SOME HOT PIECE CAUGHT YOUR EYE, WHAT WOULD YoU SAY? OKAY CLASS, FLIRTING IS NOW A SUBJECT SO IT'S TIME TO GET SMOOTH. LET'S START WITH AN EXAMPLE, WHO WANTS To GO FIRST? SCHOOL José! GET UP HERE. I just shit my pants. Can i get in yours? Raz Supreme seduction

Supreme seduction: IF SOME HOT PIECE
CAUGHT YOUR EYE,
WHAT WOULD YoU SAY?
OKAY CLASS, FLIRTING
IS NOW A
SUBJECT SO IT'S TIME
TO GET SMOOTH.
LET'S START WITH AN
EXAMPLE, WHO WANTS
To GO FIRST?
SCHOOL
José! GET UP HERE.
I just shit my
pants. Can i get
in yours?
Raz
Supreme seduction

Supreme seduction: IF SOME HOT PIECE
CAUGHT YOUR EYE,
WHAT WOULD YoU SAY?
OKAY CLASS, FLIRTING
IS NOW A
SUBJECT SO IT'S TIME
TO GET SMOOTH.
LET'S START WITH AN
EXAMPLE, WHO WANTS
To GO FIRST?
SCHOOL
José! GET UP HERE.
I just shit my
pants. Can i get
in yours?
Raz
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She blocked me after this: ll T-Mobile LTE @ 45% 4 4:31 PM Ishita YOU MATCHED WITH ISHITA ON 12/27/19 Ishita my pants when I see how hot you are Sent Type a message Send GIF She blocked me after this

She blocked me after this: ll T-Mobile LTE
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Ishita
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Ishita my pants when I see
how hot you are
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She blocked me after this: ll T-Mobile LTE
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Ishita
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Ishita my pants when I see
how hot you are
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c:: Today 6:56 PM Damn girl are you retarded? Because you look very special to me Wow. Lol I don't even know what to say.. I mean that's borderline not cool but also ballsy Call me an asian pornstar because im all balls Ummmmmm Tbh i dont even know anymore l'Il let you start over I just shit my pants. Can i get in yours? c:

c:: Today 6:56 PM
Damn girl are you retarded?
Because you look very special
to me
Wow.
Lol
I don't even know what to say..
I mean that's borderline not
cool but also ballsy
Call me an asian pornstar
because im all balls
Ummmmmm
Tbh i dont even know anymore
l'Il let you start over
I just shit my pants. Can i get in
yours?
c:

c:: Today 6:56 PM
Damn girl are you retarded?
Because you look very special
to me
Wow.
Lol
I don't even know what to say..
I mean that's borderline not
cool but also ballsy
Call me an asian pornstar
because im all balls
Ummmmmm
Tbh i dont even know anymore
l'Il let you start over
I just shit my pants. Can i get in
yours?
c:

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meirl: Ds Sta Dori Me waiting to tell my teacher I shit my pants My teacher showing the kids how to do 7+4 meirl

meirl: Ds Sta
Dori
Me waiting to
tell my teacher
I shit my pants
My teacher
showing the
kids how to
do 7+4
meirl

meirl: Ds Sta
Dori
Me waiting to
tell my teacher
I shit my pants
My teacher
showing the
kids how to
do 7+4
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My Pants: john is toast @johnistoasted Me: it smells like ass in here Teacher: if you wouldn't say it in front of your grandma don't say it here [at my grandmas house] Me: it smells like ass in here Grandma: *hitting Juul* that's because I shit my pants now shut the fuck up 11/8/18, 12:19 PM 5,570 Retweets 46.5K Likes

My Pants: john is toast
@johnistoasted
Me: it smells like ass in here
Teacher: if you wouldn't say it in
front of your grandma don't say it
here
[at my grandmas house]
Me: it smells like ass in here
Grandma: *hitting Juul* that's
because I shit my pants now shut
the fuck up
11/8/18, 12:19 PM
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My Pants: john is toast
@johnistoasted
Me: it smells like ass in here
Teacher: if you wouldn't say it in
front of your grandma don't say it
here
[at my grandmas house]
Me: it smells like ass in here
Grandma: *hitting Juul* that's
because I shit my pants now shut
the fuck up
11/8/18, 12:19 PM
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Oh no.: Sorry I took my pants off at your gender reveal party.I thought we were all participating. My bad. Oh no.

Oh no.: Sorry I took my pants off
at your gender reveal
party.I thought we were
all participating.
My bad.
Oh no.

Oh no.: Sorry I took my pants off
at your gender reveal
party.I thought we were
all participating.
My bad.
Oh no.

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Granny is savage by Max_Stoned MORE MEMES: john is toast @johnistoasted Me: it smells like ass in here Teacher: if you wouldn't say it in front of your grandma don't say it here [at my grandmas house] Me: it smells like ass in here Grandma: *hitting Juul* that's because I shit my pants now shut the fuck up 11/8/18, 12:19 PM 5,570 Retweets 46.5K Likes Granny is savage by Max_Stoned MORE MEMES

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@johnistoasted
Me: it smells like ass in here
Teacher: if you wouldn't say it in
front of your grandma don't say it
here
[at my grandmas house]
Me: it smells like ass in here
Grandma: *hitting Juul* that's
because I shit my pants now shut
the fuck up
11/8/18, 12:19 PM
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@johnistoasted
Me: it smells like ass in here
Teacher: if you wouldn't say it in
front of your grandma don't say it
here
[at my grandmas house]
Me: it smells like ass in here
Grandma: *hitting Juul* that's
because I shit my pants now shut
the fuck up
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This show is actually pretty cool: Me waiting for the teacher to stop yelling at the kid who shit his pants to tell her I shit my pants: This show is actually pretty cool

This show is actually pretty cool: Me waiting for the teacher to stop yelling at the
kid who shit his pants to tell her I shit my pants:
This show is actually pretty cool

This show is actually pretty cool: Me waiting for the teacher to stop yelling at the
kid who shit his pants to tell her I shit my pants:
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I.am.weaaaaaaak.: Today 6:56 PM Damn girl are you retarded? Because you look very special to me Wow. Lol I don't even know what to say... I mean that's borderline not cool but also ballsy Call me an asian pornstar because im all balls Ummmmmm Tbh i dont even know anymore I'll let you start over Ijust shit my pants. Can i get in yours? I.am.weaaaaaaak.

I.am.weaaaaaaak.: Today 6:56 PM
Damn girl are you retarded?
Because you look very special
to me
Wow.
Lol
I don't even know what to say...
I mean that's borderline not
cool but also ballsy
Call me an asian pornstar
because im all balls
Ummmmmm
Tbh i dont even know anymore
I'll let you start over
Ijust shit my pants. Can i get in
yours?
I.am.weaaaaaaak.

I.am.weaaaaaaak.: Today 6:56 PM
Damn girl are you retarded?
Because you look very special
to me
Wow.
Lol
I don't even know what to say...
I mean that's borderline not
cool but also ballsy
Call me an asian pornstar
because im all balls
Ummmmmm
Tbh i dont even know anymore
I'll let you start over
Ijust shit my pants. Can i get in
yours?
I.am.weaaaaaaak.

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Ok who shit my pants: Student: *putss head down for 0.0043 seconds* Teacher: Do you wanna pass the class or do you wanna pass away Ok who shit my pants

Ok who shit my pants: Student: *putss head down
for 0.0043 seconds*
Teacher:
Do you wanna pass the class or do
you wanna pass away
Ok who shit my pants

Ok who shit my pants: Student: *putss head down
for 0.0043 seconds*
Teacher:
Do you wanna pass the class or do
you wanna pass away
Ok who shit my pants

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: ail GT Mobile 25%O 22:14 Explore ig: euphoriagoldenkook @kooksqueso WHENI TELL YOU ALL I PEED MY PANTS- chris_isc00l What is a jungkook 5 likes 16h Reply Hide replies pujjal._@chris_isc00l it's a breed of COconut 4 likes 11h Reply stan_bts_and_sprite @pujjal._ a very special and rare type of coconut 40s Reply 6.765 likes euphoriagoldenkook FSIEKBFKEKX I LITERALLY SCREAMED IN CLASSBZOEHDKE... more 6 hours ago kimtaesmile - Follow (+) ос (+)

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How to tinder 101: Today 6:56 PM Damn girl are you retarded? Because you look very special to me Wow. Lol I don't even know what to say... I mean that's borderline not cool but also ballsy Call me an asian pornstar because im all balls Ummmmmm Tbh i dont even know anymore l let you start over I just shit my pants. Can i get in yours? How to tinder 101

How to tinder 101: Today 6:56 PM
Damn girl are you retarded?
Because you look very special
to me
Wow.
Lol
I don't even know what to say...
I mean that's borderline not
cool but also ballsy
Call me an asian pornstar
because im all balls
Ummmmmm
Tbh i dont even know anymore
l let you start over
I just shit my pants. Can i get in
yours?
How to tinder 101

How to tinder 101: Today 6:56 PM
Damn girl are you retarded?
Because you look very special
to me
Wow.
Lol
I don't even know what to say...
I mean that's borderline not
cool but also ballsy
Call me an asian pornstar
because im all balls
Ummmmmm
Tbh i dont even know anymore
l let you start over
I just shit my pants. Can i get in
yours?
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.: eis so Dorn Mewaiting to tellmy teacher I shit my pants My teacher showing the kids how to do 7+4 .

.: eis so
Dorn
Mewaiting to
tellmy teacher
I shit my pants
My teacher
showing the
kids how to
do 7+4
.

.: eis so
Dorn
Mewaiting to
tellmy teacher
I shit my pants
My teacher
showing the
kids how to
do 7+4
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My Pants: A poem: Ihave my period Ihave cramps But at least I don't have baby in my pants Thank you and goodnight.

My Pants: A poem:
Ihave my period
Ihave cramps
But at least I don't have
baby in my pants
Thank you and goodnight.

My Pants: A poem:
Ihave my period
Ihave cramps
But at least I don't have
baby in my pants
Thank you and goodnight.

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My Pants: GUYS, WANNA SEE A MAGIC TRICK? You GUYS MIGHT BE MY LAST AUDIENCE EVER, RIGHT? COME ON. Come on, Barton JUST SAY THE MAGIC WORD IS.. "BARNEY." "BARNEY." .IS "ABRA CADABRA"? FA NO, NO, COME ON, IT'S A MAGIC TRICK AND I GOT MY PANTS DOWN THANKS, BRO. YOu GOTTA SHOUT IT. TONG

My Pants: GUYS, WANNA
SEE A MAGIC
TRICK?
You GUYS MIGHT
BE MY LAST
AUDIENCE EVER,
RIGHT? COME
ON.
Come on,
Barton
JUST SAY
THE MAGIC
WORD

IS..
"BARNEY."
"BARNEY."
.IS "ABRA
CADABRA"?
FA

NO, NO, COME
ON, IT'S A MAGIC
TRICK AND I GOT
MY PANTS
DOWN
THANKS,
BRO.
YOu
GOTTA
SHOUT
IT.

TONG

My Pants: GUYS, WANNA
SEE A MAGIC
TRICK?
You GUYS MIGHT
BE MY LAST
AUDIENCE EVER,
RIGHT? COME
ON.
Come on,
Barton
JUST SAY
THE MAGIC
WORD

IS..
"BARNEY."
"BARNEY."
.IS "ABRA
CADABRA"?
FA

NO, NO, COME
ON, IT'S A MAGIC
TRICK AND I GOT
MY PANTS
DOWN
THANKS,
BRO.
YOu
GOTTA
SHOUT
IT.

TONG

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My Pants: A poem: Ihave my period Ihave cramps But at least I don't have baby in my pants Thank you and goodnight.

My Pants: A poem:
Ihave my period
Ihave cramps
But at least I don't have
baby in my pants
Thank you and goodnight.

My Pants: A poem:
Ihave my period
Ihave cramps
But at least I don't have
baby in my pants
Thank you and goodnight.

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phan-is-sempiternal: mousathe14: gehayi: profeminist: Tampons are a “luxury item” Once I worked as an intern in the state capital. One of the representatives I worked for was this middle-aged guy. And he hated the tampon and napkin machines in the women’s bathrooms. Hated them. He insisted that they weren’t necessary. I found out why after I’d been working there, oh, about a month. My period started suddenly, as it sometimes does, and I asked to excuse myself to go to the ladies’ room. He wanted to know why. I told him. He started ranting about how lazy women were. How we wasted time. How we were so careless and unhygenic, and that there was no call for that. He finished by telling me that I certainly was NOT going to the ladies’ room and that I was just going to sit there and work. He finished this off with a decisive nod, as if I’d just been told and there could be no possible argument. “If I don’t go,” I said in an overly patient tone, “the blood is going to soak through my pants, stain my new skirt that I just bought, and possibly get on this chair I’m sitting in. I need something to soak up the blood. That’s why I need to go to the bathroom.” His face turned oatmeal-gray; an expression of pure horror spread across his face. He leaned forward and whispered, “Wait, you mean that if you don’t go, you’ll just keep on bleeding? I thought that women could turn it off any time that they wanted!” I thought, You have got to be kidding. Several horrified whispers later, I learned that he wasn’t. He actually thought a) that women could shut down the menstrual cycle at will, b) that we essentially picked a week per month to spend more time in the bathroom, i.e. to goof off, and c) that napkins and tampons were sex toys paid for by Health and Human Services. I didn’t know the term then, but he believed that tampons were dildos. Which was why he and a good number of his friends considered them luxuries. And that’s how, at twenty, I had to give a talk on menstruation to a middle-aged married state representative who was one of my bosses. American politics, ladies and gentlemen. That’s.., that’s insane. what the fuck did i just read : LUXURY TAX ALK PARK PLACE PAY $75.00 phan-is-sempiternal: mousathe14: gehayi: profeminist: Tampons are a “luxury item” Once I worked as an intern in the state capital. One of the representatives I worked for was this middle-aged guy. And he hated the tampon and napkin machines in the women’s bathrooms. Hated them. He insisted that they weren’t necessary. I found out why after I’d been working there, oh, about a month. My period started suddenly, as it sometimes does, and I asked to excuse myself to go to the ladies’ room. He wanted to know why. I told him. He started ranting about how lazy women were. How we wasted time. How we were so careless and unhygenic, and that there was no call for that. He finished by telling me that I certainly was NOT going to the ladies’ room and that I was just going to sit there and work. He finished this off with a decisive nod, as if I’d just been told and there could be no possible argument. “If I don’t go,” I said in an overly patient tone, “the blood is going to soak through my pants, stain my new skirt that I just bought, and possibly get on this chair I’m sitting in. I need something to soak up the blood. That’s why I need to go to the bathroom.” His face turned oatmeal-gray; an expression of pure horror spread across his face. He leaned forward and whispered, “Wait, you mean that if you don’t go, you’ll just keep on bleeding? I thought that women could turn it off any time that they wanted!” I thought, You have got to be kidding. Several horrified whispers later, I learned that he wasn’t. He actually thought a) that women could shut down the menstrual cycle at will, b) that we essentially picked a week per month to spend more time in the bathroom, i.e. to goof off, and c) that napkins and tampons were sex toys paid for by Health and Human Services. I didn’t know the term then, but he believed that tampons were dildos. Which was why he and a good number of his friends considered them luxuries. And that’s how, at twenty, I had to give a talk on menstruation to a middle-aged married state representative who was one of my bosses. American politics, ladies and gentlemen. That’s.., that’s insane. what the fuck did i just read

phan-is-sempiternal:

mousathe14:

gehayi:

profeminist:

Tampons are a “luxury item”

Once I worked as an intern in the state capital. One of the representatives I worked for was this middle-aged guy. And he hated the tampon and napkin machines in the women’s bathrooms. Hated them. He insisted that they weren’t necessary.
I found out why after I’d been working there, oh, about a month. My period started suddenly, as it sometimes does, and I asked to excuse myself to go to the ladies’ room. He wanted to know why. I told him.
He started ranting about how lazy women were. How we wasted time. How we were so careless and unhygenic, and that there was no call for that. He finished by telling me that I certainly was NOT going to the ladies’ room and that I was just going to sit there and work. He finished this off with a decisive nod, as if I’d just been told and there could be no possible argument.
“If I don’t go,” I said in an overly patient tone, “the blood is going to soak through my pants, stain my new skirt that I just bought, and possibly get on this chair I’m sitting in. I need something to soak up the blood. That’s why I need to go to the bathroom.”
His face turned oatmeal-gray; an expression of pure horror spread across his face. He leaned forward and whispered, “Wait, you mean that if you don’t go, you’ll just keep on bleeding? I thought that women could turn it off any time that they wanted!”
I thought, You have got to be kidding.
Several horrified whispers later, I learned that he wasn’t. He actually thought a) that women could shut down the menstrual cycle at will, b) that we essentially picked a week per month to spend more time in the bathroom, i.e. to goof off, and c) that napkins and tampons were sex toys paid for by Health and Human Services. I didn’t know the term then, but he believed that tampons were dildos. Which was why he and a good number of his friends considered them luxuries.
And that’s how, at twenty, I had to give a talk on menstruation to a middle-aged married state representative who was one of my bosses. American politics, ladies and gentlemen.

That’s.., that’s insane.

what the fuck did i just read
: LUXURY
TAX
ALK
PARK
PLACE
PAY $75.00
phan-is-sempiternal:

mousathe14:

gehayi:

profeminist:

Tampons are a “luxury item”

Once I worked as an intern in the state capital. One of the representatives I worked for was this middle-aged guy. And he hated the tampon and napkin machines in the women’s bathrooms. Hated them. He insisted that they weren’t necessary.
I found out why after I’d been working there, oh, about a month. My period started suddenly, as it sometimes does, and I asked to excuse myself to go to the ladies’ room. He wanted to know why. I told him.
He started ranting about how lazy women were. How we wasted time. How we were so careless and unhygenic, and that there was no call for that. He finished by telling me that I certainly was NOT going to the ladies’ room and that I was just going to sit there and work. He finished this off with a decisive nod, as if I’d just been told and there could be no possible argument.
“If I don’t go,” I said in an overly patient tone, “the blood is going to soak through my pants, stain my new skirt that I just bought, and possibly get on this chair I’m sitting in. I need something to soak up the blood. That’s why I need to go to the bathroom.”
His face turned oatmeal-gray; an expression of pure horror spread across his face. He leaned forward and whispered, “Wait, you mean that if you don’t go, you’ll just keep on bleeding? I thought that women could turn it off any time that they wanted!”
I thought, You have got to be kidding.
Several horrified whispers later, I learned that he wasn’t. He actually thought a) that women could shut down the menstrual cycle at will, b) that we essentially picked a week per month to spend more time in the bathroom, i.e. to goof off, and c) that napkins and tampons were sex toys paid for by Health and Human Services. I didn’t know the term then, but he believed that tampons were dildos. Which was why he and a good number of his friends considered them luxuries.
And that’s how, at twenty, I had to give a talk on menstruation to a middle-aged married state representative who was one of my bosses. American politics, ladies and gentlemen.

That’s.., that’s insane.

what the fuck did i just read

phan-is-sempiternal:

mousathe14:

gehayi:

profeminist:

Tampons are a “luxury item”

Once I worked as an intern in the state capital. One of the representatives I worked for was this middle-aged guy. And he hated the tampon and napkin machines in the women’s bathrooms. Hated them. He insisted that they weren’t necessary.
I found out why after I’d been working there, oh, about a month. My period started suddenly, as it sometimes does, and I asked to excuse myself to go to the ladies’ room. He wanted to know why. I told him.
He started ranting about how lazy women were. How we wasted time. How we were so careless and unhygenic, and that there was no call for that. He finished by telling me that I certainly was NOT going to the ladies’ room and that I was just going to sit there and work. He finished this off with a decisive nod, as if I’d just been told and there could be no possible argument.
“If I don’t go,” I said in an overly patient tone, “the blood is going to soak through my pants, stain my new skirt that I just bought, and possibly get on this chair I’m sitting in. I need something to soak up the blood. That’s why I need to go to the bathroom.”
His face turned oatmeal-gray; an expression of pure horror spread across his face. He leaned forward and whispered, “Wait, you mean that if you don’t go, you’ll just keep on bleeding? I thought that women could turn it off any time that they wanted!”
I thought, You have got to be kidding.
Several horrified whispers later, I learned that he wasn’t. He actually thought a) that women could shut down the menstrual cycle at will, b) that we essentially picked a week per month to spend more time in the bathroom, i.e. to goof off, and c) that napkins and tampons were sex toys paid for by Health and Human Services. I didn’t know the term then, but he believed that tampons were dildos. Which was why he and a good number of his friends considered them luxuries.
And that’s how, at twenty, I had to give a talk on menstruation to a middle-aged married state representative who was one of my bosses. American politics, ladies and gentlemen.

That’s.., that’s insane.

what the fuck did i just read
: LUXURY
TAX
ALK
PARK
PLACE
PAY $75.00
phan-is-sempiternal:

mousathe14:

gehayi:

profeminist:

Tampons are a “luxury item”

Once I worked as an intern in the state capital. One of the representatives I worked for was this middle-aged guy. And he hated the tampon and napkin machines in the women’s bathrooms. Hated them. He insisted that they weren’t necessary.
I found out why after I’d been working there, oh, about a month. My period started suddenly, as it sometimes does, and I asked to excuse myself to go to the ladies’ room. He wanted to know why. I told him.
He started ranting about how lazy women were. How we wasted time. How we were so careless and unhygenic, and that there was no call for that. He finished by telling me that I certainly was NOT going to the ladies’ room and that I was just going to sit there and work. He finished this off with a decisive nod, as if I’d just been told and there could be no possible argument.
“If I don’t go,” I said in an overly patient tone, “the blood is going to soak through my pants, stain my new skirt that I just bought, and possibly get on this chair I’m sitting in. I need something to soak up the blood. That’s why I need to go to the bathroom.”
His face turned oatmeal-gray; an expression of pure horror spread across his face. He leaned forward and whispered, “Wait, you mean that if you don’t go, you’ll just keep on bleeding? I thought that women could turn it off any time that they wanted!”
I thought, You have got to be kidding.
Several horrified whispers later, I learned that he wasn’t. He actually thought a) that women could shut down the menstrual cycle at will, b) that we essentially picked a week per month to spend more time in the bathroom, i.e. to goof off, and c) that napkins and tampons were sex toys paid for by Health and Human Services. I didn’t know the term then, but he believed that tampons were dildos. Which was why he and a good number of his friends considered them luxuries.
And that’s how, at twenty, I had to give a talk on menstruation to a middle-aged married state representative who was one of my bosses. American politics, ladies and gentlemen.

That’s.., that’s insane.

what the fuck did i just read

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there's a party
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its a pool party
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I never expected this to work.: 7:51 Erin YOU MATCHED WITH ERIN ON 9/21/19 I just shit my pants. Can I get in yours? Sent Today 7:50 PM Let's just take a minute to think about how disgusting/ charming that pick up line was haha Send Type a message GIF I never expected this to work.

I never expected this to work.: 7:51
Erin
YOU MATCHED WITH ERIN ON 9/21/19
I just shit my pants. Can I get in yours?
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I never expected this to work.: 7:51
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YOU MATCHED WITH ERIN ON 9/21/19
I just shit my pants. Can I get in yours?
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Today 9:28 PM
Damn. Do you have a favourite
place?
Costa Rica, but that'Ill probably
drop to second after I've visited
your place
Today 9:48 PM
Damn that was smooth
Don't worry it gets rough
Does it really?
Safe word is Lamborghini
Isnt that a bit too long?
You'll be saying that once I drop
my pants
How are you this smooth
Send
Type a message
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Hannah
Today 9:28 PM
Damn. Do you have a favourite
place?
Costa Rica, but that'Ill probably
drop to second after I've visited
your place
Today 9:48 PM
Damn that was smooth
Don't worry it gets rough
Does it really?
Safe word is Lamborghini
Isnt that a bit too long?
You'll be saying that once I drop
my pants
How are you this smooth
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Sounds very scary: thought id make some pancakes tonight, flipped the pancake and almost fucking shit my pants HOLY SHIT NO00 0000 pancake tuesday! Sounds very scary

Sounds very scary: thought id make some pancakes
tonight, flipped the pancake and almost
fucking shit my pants
HOLY SHIT NO00
0000
pancake tuesday!
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Sounds very scary: thought id make some pancakes
tonight, flipped the pancake and almost
fucking shit my pants
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stalling: elpatron56: Add the best part of the thread, cowards It fell onto my dick. It fell onto my dick 10 times : /fit/ salmonella in penis? Anonymous No. 51230182 (8 h) Hi guys, I was cooking last night, making some chicken breasts. I had spilled some soda on my pants, so I was cooking without pants on. I was moving some trays around and I accidentally dropped a chicken breast on the floor. But it hit my penis before it hit the floor. This morning my penis seems like it is inflamed and the peehole hurts if I touch it. Is it possible I got salmonella poisoning? JPG 94.60 KB Anonymous No. 51230183 (8 h) You fucked those chicken breasts didn't you? Anonymous No. 51230188 (8 h) You fucked the raw chicken, didn't you? Anonymous No. 51230192 (8 h) you did || stalling: elpatron56: Add the best part of the thread, cowards It fell onto my dick. It fell onto my dick 10 times

stalling:
elpatron56:

Add the best part of the thread, cowards

It fell onto my dick. It fell onto my dick 10 times
: /fit/
salmonella in penis?
Anonymous No. 51230182 (8 h)
Hi guys, I was cooking last night, making
some chicken breasts. I had spilled some
soda on my pants, so I was cooking
without pants on. I was moving some
trays around and I accidentally dropped a
chicken breast on the floor. But it hit my
penis before it hit the floor. This morning
my penis seems like it is inflamed and the
peehole hurts if I touch it. Is it possible I
got salmonella poisoning?
JPG
94.60 KB
Anonymous No. 51230183 (8 h)
You fucked those chicken breasts didn't you?
Anonymous No. 51230188 (8 h)
You fucked the raw chicken, didn't you?
Anonymous No. 51230192 (8 h)
you did
||
stalling:
elpatron56:

Add the best part of the thread, cowards

It fell onto my dick. It fell onto my dick 10 times

stalling:
elpatron56:

Add the best part of the thread, cowards

It fell onto my dick. It fell onto my dick 10 times
: /fit/
salmonella in penis?
Anonymous No. 51230182 (8 h)
Hi guys, I was cooking last night, making
some chicken breasts. I had spilled some
soda on my pants, so I was cooking
without pants on. I was moving some
trays around and I accidentally dropped a
chicken breast on the floor. But it hit my
penis before it hit the floor. This morning
my penis seems like it is inflamed and the
peehole hurts if I touch it. Is it possible I
got salmonella poisoning?
JPG
94.60 KB
Anonymous No. 51230183 (8 h)
You fucked those chicken breasts didn't you?
Anonymous No. 51230188 (8 h)
You fucked the raw chicken, didn't you?
Anonymous No. 51230192 (8 h)
you did
||
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They say the perfect man doesn’t exi-: N4 26%
7:31
Today 6:56 PM
Damn girl are you retarded?
Because you look very special
to me
Wow.
Lol
I don't even know what to say...
I mean that's borderline not
cool but also ballsy
Call me an asian pornstar
because im all balls
wwwwwwm
Tbh i dont even know anymore
'll let you start over
Ijust shit my pants. Can i get in
yours?
Sent
Type a message...
GIF
O
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They say the perfect man doesn’t exi-: N4 26%
7:31
Today 6:56 PM
Damn girl are you retarded?
Because you look very special
to me
Wow.
Lol
I don't even know what to say...
I mean that's borderline not
cool but also ballsy
Call me an asian pornstar
because im all balls
wwwwwwm
Tbh i dont even know anymore
'll let you start over
Ijust shit my pants. Can i get in
yours?
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madamebomb: pr1nceshawn: One time, when I was drunk… THAT LAST ONE NEVER FAILS TO MAKE ME LAUGH : ONE TIME, WHEN I WAS DRUNK... I tried to steal a large, expensive bottle of beer from a house I cleverly hid it by stuffing it into my pants. party I was attending. I knew there was only one thing I could do to make this right. But as I was saying goodbye... The bottle fell out and shattered on the ground. 0 SNASH T ran the hell away. Collegelumon ONE TIME, WHEN I WAS DRUNK... CollegeHumor I went online and became an ordained minister. This is the number one best idea. QUIKMINISTER.BIZ "Twice as holy for half the price!" SIGN UP TODAY! So now, when you sneeze, and I say "bless you"... It secretly means so much more. ONE TIME, WHEN I WAS DRUNK... I started doing magic tricks for all of the employees at a bar. Whether they wanted to see them or not. Whassat behind yer ear...? Ish... thish yer card? uh, yeah actually! It's a shot! A few months later, I went back to that bar, assuming that by now no one would remember my embarrasing magic show. But the bouncer recognized me... Yeah, you're the guy with all the magic tricks, right? Hey pal, don'tIknow you from somewhere? well I've got one say to you... thing to WE STILL TALK THAT WAS SO AWESOME! ABOUT IT ALL THE TIME! CollegeHumor ...He was a big fan. ONE TIME, WHEN I WAS DRUNK... I got super nauseous while I was riding in the car with friends so I barfed out the window, all over everyone in the back seat... ...and directly onto the windshield of the police car behind us. We got pulled over, and everyone in the car got a ticket... SPLAT!! CollegeHumon ...except for me, because I was the only one with my seatbelt on. madamebomb: pr1nceshawn: One time, when I was drunk… THAT LAST ONE NEVER FAILS TO MAKE ME LAUGH

madamebomb:

pr1nceshawn:

One time, when I was drunk…

THAT LAST ONE NEVER FAILS TO MAKE ME LAUGH
: ONE TIME, WHEN I WAS DRUNK...
I tried to steal a large, expensive
bottle of beer from a house
I cleverly hid it by stuffing
it into my pants.
party I was attending.
I knew there was only
one thing I could do
to make this right.
But as I was saying
goodbye...
The bottle fell out
and shattered
on the ground.
0
SNASH
T ran the hell away.
Collegelumon

ONE TIME, WHEN I WAS DRUNK...
CollegeHumor
I went online and became an
ordained minister.
This is the number
one best idea.
QUIKMINISTER.BIZ
"Twice as holy for
half the price!"
SIGN UP TODAY!
So now, when you sneeze, and I
say "bless you"...
It secretly means so much more.

ONE TIME, WHEN I WAS DRUNK...
I started doing magic tricks for
all of the employees at a bar.
Whether they wanted to see
them or not.
Whassat behind yer ear...?
Ish... thish yer card?
uh, yeah actually!
It's a shot!
A few months later, I went back to that bar,
assuming that by now no one would remember
my embarrasing magic show.
But the bouncer recognized me...
Yeah, you're the guy with all
the magic tricks, right?
Hey pal, don'tIknow you from
somewhere?
well I've got one
say to you...
thing to
WE STILL TALK
THAT WAS SO AWESOME!
ABOUT IT ALL
THE TIME!
CollegeHumor
...He was a
big fan.

ONE TIME, WHEN I WAS DRUNK...
I got super nauseous while I was
riding in the car with friends
so I barfed out the window, all
over everyone in the back seat...
...and directly onto the
windshield of the police car
behind us.
We got pulled over, and
everyone in the car got a ticket...
SPLAT!!
CollegeHumon
...except for me, because I was the only one with my seatbelt on.
madamebomb:

pr1nceshawn:

One time, when I was drunk…

THAT LAST ONE NEVER FAILS TO MAKE ME LAUGH

madamebomb:

pr1nceshawn:

One time, when I was drunk…

THAT LAST ONE NEVER FAILS TO MAKE ME LAUGH
: ONE TIME, WHEN I WAS DRUNK...
I tried to steal a large, expensive
bottle of beer from a house
I cleverly hid it by stuffing
it into my pants.
party I was attending.
I knew there was only
one thing I could do
to make this right.
But as I was saying
goodbye...
The bottle fell out
and shattered
on the ground.
0
SNASH
T ran the hell away.
Collegelumon

ONE TIME, WHEN I WAS DRUNK...
CollegeHumor
I went online and became an
ordained minister.
This is the number
one best idea.
QUIKMINISTER.BIZ
"Twice as holy for
half the price!"
SIGN UP TODAY!
So now, when you sneeze, and I
say "bless you"...
It secretly means so much more.

ONE TIME, WHEN I WAS DRUNK...
I started doing magic tricks for
all of the employees at a bar.
Whether they wanted to see
them or not.
Whassat behind yer ear...?
Ish... thish yer card?
uh, yeah actually!
It's a shot!
A few months later, I went back to that bar,
assuming that by now no one would remember
my embarrasing magic show.
But the bouncer recognized me...
Yeah, you're the guy with all
the magic tricks, right?
Hey pal, don'tIknow you from
somewhere?
well I've got one
say to you...
thing to
WE STILL TALK
THAT WAS SO AWESOME!
ABOUT IT ALL
THE TIME!
CollegeHumor
...He was a
big fan.

ONE TIME, WHEN I WAS DRUNK...
I got super nauseous while I was
riding in the car with friends
so I barfed out the window, all
over everyone in the back seat...
...and directly onto the
windshield of the police car
behind us.
We got pulled over, and
everyone in the car got a ticket...
SPLAT!!
CollegeHumon
...except for me, because I was the only one with my seatbelt on.
madamebomb:

pr1nceshawn:

One time, when I was drunk…

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Walmart, stepping up the stupid (via /r/BlackPeopleTwitter): Bobby Lewis @revrrlewis i have decided to stop manufacturing prank dog poop but i will continue to shit my pants @IGN 14h IGN Walmart has decided to stop running violent ads in their stores but will continue to video game sell guns. on.ign.com/ZMXIXS Walmart Home & Hisense EHD0 GTANT 11:16 AM 09 Aug 19 Twitter Web App Walmart, stepping up the stupid (via /r/BlackPeopleTwitter)

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@revrrlewis
i have decided to stop
manufacturing prank dog poop but i
will continue to shit my pants
@IGN 14h
IGN
Walmart has decided to stop running violent
ads in their stores but will continue to
video
game
sell
guns. on.ign.com/ZMXIXS
Walmart
Home &
Hisense
EHD0
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Walmart, stepping up the stupid (via /r/BlackPeopleTwitter)

Walmart, stepping up the stupid (via /r/BlackPeopleTwitter): Bobby Lewis
@revrrlewis
i have decided to stop
manufacturing prank dog poop but i
will continue to shit my pants
@IGN 14h
IGN
Walmart has decided to stop running violent
ads in their stores but will continue to
video
game
sell
guns. on.ign.com/ZMXIXS
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Walmart, stepping up the stupid: Bobby Lewis @revrrlewis i have decided to stop manufacturing prank dog poop but i will continue to shit my pants @IGN 14h IGN Walmart has decided to stop running violent video game ads in their stores but will continue to sell guns. on.ign.com/ZMXlxS Walmart Home & Hisense EHD0 CANT 11:16 AM 09 Aug 19 Twitter Web App Walmart, stepping up the stupid

Walmart, stepping up the stupid: Bobby Lewis
@revrrlewis
i have decided to stop
manufacturing prank dog poop but i
will continue to shit my pants
@IGN 14h
IGN
Walmart has decided to stop running violent
video game ads in their stores but will continue to
sell guns. on.ign.com/ZMXlxS
Walmart
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Hisense
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Walmart, stepping up the stupid

Walmart, stepping up the stupid: Bobby Lewis
@revrrlewis
i have decided to stop
manufacturing prank dog poop but i
will continue to shit my pants
@IGN 14h
IGN
Walmart has decided to stop running violent
video game ads in their stores but will continue to
sell guns. on.ign.com/ZMXlxS
Walmart
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Hisense
EHD0
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@revrrlewis
i have decided to stop
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will continue to shit my pants
@IGN 14h
IGN
Walmart has decided to stop running violent
video game ads in their stores but will continue to
sell guns. on.ign.com/ZMXlxS
Walmart
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i have decided to stop
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will continue to shit my pants
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IGN
Walmart has decided to stop running violent
video game ads in their stores but will continue to
sell guns. on.ign.com/ZMXlxS
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My Pants: My 3 year-old just made me crap my pants when she looked down our bathroom sink and goes "Hi Georgie..." (Keep in mind she's never seen a scary movie in her life, let alone IT) Against my better judgement i look down the drain AND it's Peppa Pig's little brother, George.

My Pants: My 3 year-old just made me crap my
pants when she looked down our
bathroom sink and goes "Hi
Georgie..."
(Keep in mind she's never seen a
scary movie in her life, let alone IT)
Against my better judgement i look
down the drain AND
it's Peppa Pig's little brother, George.

My Pants: My 3 year-old just made me crap my
pants when she looked down our
bathroom sink and goes "Hi
Georgie..."
(Keep in mind she's never seen a
scary movie in her life, let alone IT)
Against my better judgement i look
down the drain AND
it's Peppa Pig's little brother, George.

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Me🥕irl: Girlfriend: *Pulls down my pants* Ме: It's nanotech You like it? Me🥕irl

Me🥕irl: Girlfriend: *Pulls down my pants*
Ме:
It's nanotech You like it?
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My Pants: /fit/ salmonella in penis? Anonymous No. 51230182 (8 h) Hi guys, I was cooking last night, making some chicken breasts. I had spilled some soda on my pants, so I was cooking without pants on. I was moving some trays around and I accidentally dropped a chicken breast on the floor. But it hit my penis before it hit the floor. This morning my penis seems like it is inflamed and the peehole hurts if I touch it. Is it possible I got salmonella poisoning? JPG 94.60 KB Anonymous No. 51230183 (8 h) You fucked those chicken breasts didn't you? Anonymous No. 51230188 (8 h) You fucked the raw chicken, didn't you? Anonymous No. 51230192 (8 h) you did ||

My Pants: /fit/
salmonella in penis?
Anonymous No. 51230182 (8 h)
Hi guys, I was cooking last night, making
some chicken breasts. I had spilled some
soda on my pants, so I was cooking
without pants on. I was moving some
trays around and I accidentally dropped a
chicken breast on the floor. But it hit my
penis before it hit the floor. This morning
my penis seems like it is inflamed and the
peehole hurts if I touch it. Is it possible I
got salmonella poisoning?
JPG
94.60 KB
Anonymous No. 51230183 (8 h)
You fucked those chicken breasts didn't you?
Anonymous No. 51230188 (8 h)
You fucked the raw chicken, didn't you?
Anonymous No. 51230192 (8 h)
you did
||

My Pants: /fit/
salmonella in penis?
Anonymous No. 51230182 (8 h)
Hi guys, I was cooking last night, making
some chicken breasts. I had spilled some
soda on my pants, so I was cooking
without pants on. I was moving some
trays around and I accidentally dropped a
chicken breast on the floor. But it hit my
penis before it hit the floor. This morning
my penis seems like it is inflamed and the
peehole hurts if I touch it. Is it possible I
got salmonella poisoning?
JPG
94.60 KB
Anonymous No. 51230183 (8 h)
You fucked those chicken breasts didn't you?
Anonymous No. 51230188 (8 h)
You fucked the raw chicken, didn't you?
Anonymous No. 51230192 (8 h)
you did
||

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My Pants: My teacher showing the kids how to do 7+4 Me Waiting to tell my teacher i shit my pants

My Pants: My teacher
showing the
kids how to
do 7+4
Me Waiting to
tell my
teacher i shit
my pants

My Pants: My teacher
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kids how to
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Me Waiting to
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teacher i shit
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My Pants: My teacher showing the kids how to do 7+4 Me Waiting to tell my teacher i shit my pants

My Pants: My teacher
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kids how to
do 7+4
Me Waiting to
tell my
teacher i shit
my pants

My Pants: My teacher
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kids how to
do 7+4
Me Waiting to
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dancing-out-my-pants: 3 years ago today 49 innocent people lost their lives in a hate crime against the LGBTQ+ community. Never forget.: PULSE dancing-out-my-pants: 3 years ago today 49 innocent people lost their lives in a hate crime against the LGBTQ+ community. Never forget.

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3 years ago today 49 innocent people lost their lives in a hate crime against the LGBTQ+ community. Never forget.: PULSE
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3 years ago today 49 innocent people lost their lives in a hate crime against the LGBTQ+ community. Never forget.

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3 years ago today 49 innocent people lost their lives in a hate crime against the LGBTQ+ community. Never forget.: PULSE
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3 years ago today 49 innocent people lost their lives in a hate crime against the LGBTQ+ community. Never forget.

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Restoration 119: 14h 14 I hate this meem ,13h Well what are you gonna do about it? Are you gonna cry? 113 13h 14 Piss my pants maybe 119 RESTORATION 100 Restoration 119

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,13h
Well what are you gonna do
about it?
Are you gonna cry?
113
13h 14
Piss my pants maybe
119
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113
13h 14
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These hilarious pick up lines and flirty quotes from Pinterest are sure to get you the date you're hoping for. #memes #quotes #pickuplines: You're so hot even my pants are falling foryou. fuck-yeahpickupines tumblr.com These hilarious pick up lines and flirty quotes from Pinterest are sure to get you the date you're hoping for. #memes #quotes #pickuplines

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my pants are
falling foryou.
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These hilarious pick up lines and flirty quotes from Pinterest are sure to get you the date you're hoping for. #memes #quotes #pickuplines

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meirl: Girlfriend: *Pulls down my pants* Me It's nanotech. You like it? meirl

meirl: Girlfriend: *Pulls down my pants*
Me
It's nanotech. You like it?
meirl

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Me
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54 Of Today’s Best Pics And Memes: You can hold your foreskin shut while peeing to release a charged shot This is not funny I tried it there is pee all over my pants and on the floor how do I tell my mom 10 h 32 likes Reply 54 Of Today’s Best Pics And Memes

54 Of Today’s Best Pics And Memes: You can hold
your foreskin
shut while
peeing to
release a
charged shot
This is not funny I tried it there is pee all over my
pants and on the floor how do I tell my mom
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54 Of Today’s Best Pics And Memes: You can hold
your foreskin
shut while
peeing to
release a
charged shot
This is not funny I tried it there is pee all over my
pants and on the floor how do I tell my mom
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