lawyer voice. let’s see here. on the 4th of february you reblogged a video with the tags “killing that man” and “attacka and killa you with a branch.” however, just six days earlier, you had reblogged a gifset of the very same man and indicated in the tags that you would like to *checks notes* ahem, “sex him so good he say blah blah blah”
drunk witch vibing, creating a thotty homoculus in a bubbling cauldron: premarital sex, 100 gecs. dollskill haul in the mail, snails and puppy dog tails. bone dry puss, snap score = sus. fuck the weed man for an edible, say his dick game incredible.
tiny homonculus giving her best angles in her 30$ boohoo clubwear fit:
these things always make me sad because whenever i see people making fun of “british” things it’s usually just northern things. i want to see people make fun of londoners and southerners instead of. like. poor people lol.
also “americans doing it better” like there’s not steak and guac and tomatoes on that second one. they’re not doing “it” better because they’re doing different things. The american examples are dinner-priced bar food, the british examples are cheap and filling takeaway.
greg, mid story, one hand in willas getting his nails painted and the other shaking dry a fresh coat from the start of his story: …and then kendall like. wouldnt even buy me the watch???? laughed in my face about it, actually.
willa, listening intently and waiting patiently for her turn at the sugarbaby roundtable discussion to talk about what connor bought her this week: and so you called tom.
greg: AND SO I CALLED TOM!
and so he called tom…………………..
i hyperfixated on dimension 20 right around the time i learned how to screen record on my phone and as a result the automatic face detector thing on my camera roll has a section for myself, my mom, my dad, and brennan lee mulligan