thread_prefix.19 How to stop having a leaky clitty

Dr. Cobson (PhD)

"My little pecker is already so hard"
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Mine can't stop gushing. A beautiful trans woman saw me at the local shitskin convention and she said I looked like this and now my clitty and eyes can't stop leaking. She didn't even say sorry
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I just want Soytan to become real I just want her to start existing then everything would be right in the world
 
Mine can't stop gushing. A beautiful trans woman saw me at the local shitskin convention and she said I looked like this and now my clitty and eyes can't stop leaking. She didn't even say sorry
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I don't even look too far off from this. Should I confront her when I see her? Picrel is me
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Sleep. Inside my head there exists a world of dreams: a world where niggers don't exist, gas is $1.20/gallon, and everything is peaceful. No one will ever be able to pry into it, for it all boils down to random neurons firing and variations in brain chemistry. My mental world is entirely separate from the cold, harsh one outside; when I am living in it every night, nothing is there to bother/worry me. The best part? When I wake up and depart that realm, I'm warm and safe in my bed. The feeling is nothing short of pure tranquility.
 
Sleep. Inside my head there exists a world of dreams: a world where niggers don't exist, gas is $1.20/gallon, and everything is peaceful. No one will ever be able to pry into it, for it all boils down to random neurons firing and variations in brain chemistry. My mental world is entirely separate from the cold, harsh one outside; when I am living in it every night, nothing is there to bother/worry me. The best part? When I wake up and depart that realm, I'm warm and safe in my bed. The feeling is nothing short of pure tranquility.
Yeah... Yeah I think I'm killing myself
 
Sleep. Inside my head there exists a world of dreams: a world where niggers don't exist, gas is $1.20/gallon, and everything is peaceful. No one will ever be able to pry into it, for it all boils down to random neurons firing and variations in brain chemistry. My mental world is entirely separate from the cold, harsh one outside; when I am living in it every night, nothing is there to bother/worry me. The best part? When I wake up and depart that realm, I'm warm and safe in my bed. The feeling is nothing short of pure tranquility.
I had a dream where I killed a bunch of people and needed to kill myself to avoid getting arrested
 
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