Nigga I am going insane. First the bathroom exhaust fan earlier this week. Now the toilet and right after the fan in my room. They are whistling tunes. I am not sure if I should be afraid. It is a very specific tune and very well may be the last thing I hear.

Why don’t extra chromosomes ever make the pussy tighter and wetter.

I think I’ll “double down” (going down on a downie chick).

Scrubbing my butt until it smells like butt.

I lift my leg up when I piss.

I almost always go into the kitchen and freestyle cook. It’s a great feeling making a once in a lifetime dish that is absolutely amazing. But every so often I cook a dish that must absolutely live on which I’ll write in my phones note app. I hope those recipes find Israel well.

Lmao, I just realized I was texting her as if I was crafting an X post. Cooked.

Practicing remote viewing to stalk her more efficiently. (I have violated the restraining order agreement one too many times. Next they’ll put me in jail.)

Oh yeah, I bet my dad could rape your dad in a fight.

New challenge where I buy and consume every drug and supplement I see as an ad on my feed.

I love women.

Who the fuck made double tap swipe up zoom in and not swipe down.

If there was typing bubble indicators on X some of you would be impressed with how long it takes to mine coal.

Is wearing a condom when sliding in some neogash offensive or gender affirming?