tigerpig

tonight im going to masturbate thinking about this man:



i know i shouldnt. i know it is wrong, but for the last two days i have been in a sexual version of what can only be compared to a chocolate induced diabetic coma. that is, if you replace chocolate with cock cock cock cock cock cock, diabetic with hormonally and coma with anything that makes you think about sticking carrots into oven ready chickens.

oh dear lord someone fuck me so i can go back to normal and have normal thoughts ect ect.

right, im going to bed. grr.