let's roll
>>688969311
Roll for orgasms
>>688969311
Roll
>>688969311
Rolling for Aurora's titties, or Merida...
s/fur
>>688964255
Watch a snuff film, those are my favorite things to watch while eating.
>>688964309
Fair enough.
>>688964488
you are edgy
Is it normal to like when other people look at your gf's slit? Pic definitely related.
>>688956643
It seems, If you take a look around at those "pic you shouldnt share" threads
>>688956643
Define normal ... and moar
trap/trans/cd/sissy/mental illness containment thread
>containment
>chastity edition
Found out boyfriend has cheated on me. He does not know that I know. What should I do?
>initiate sexy time
>blow him
>bite off his cheating duck
>profit?
>>688956314
tits or gtfo
Post tits and timestamp.
completely straight fap roulette thread
let's do this
roll
I got 3k in my paypal. sorta drunk and wanna spend some some money. roll for trips
bump
Rolling for dragon dildos
>>688957885
Roll
ask a mormon anything
How do you take your coffee?
>>688942399
With milk. And without the coffee.
>>688942174
i'm in utah i'm more lds than u lol
Hot gf share/Skinny lovers/ perfect feets fetish.
>>688950181
More?
ITT: Girls you know that you'd rape.
I'd bend this cunt over and rape her hard.
always wanted to cum inside the chick on the right
Fluffy thread
>>688952305
It's probably too late. Everyone's asleep or drunk.
>>688954454
I'm drunk
>>688954454
Not drunk, not sleeping.
ITT: ugly girls you'd fuck
>>688948711
sauce?
>>688948711
ITT: OP wastes dubs, by posting women who rejected him.
Hey /b/ros have you ever met a real life lolita girl?
No, I don't mean a loli "please onee-sama fill my prepubescent asshole with your seed" girl. I mean a girl who's into wearing those lolita big frilly dresses, doing her hair in big bouncy curls and making herself look like one of those creepy fucking dolls your grandmother keeps on her bed but makes you shit bricks because you swear the fucking thing is watching you.
The girls who dress like pic related.
I did. I happened to date a girl like that in my high school career. If you care to hear my story, then come and join me in this thread. Gather around and prepare for laughs, boners and feels.
I'm not a very fast typer and I'm kind of still emotional about this, but if you bear with me, I've got a long tale to tell. I pretyped the beginning, around 8000 characters, just to get us started.
And if you don't believe me, that's quite alright. I don't care. Keep the fucking Sherlock Holmes analysis to yourself.
I know this to be true in my heart, and really that's all that matters. As I sit here and get drunk and reminisce about the days of old, I find myself wishing I had someone to share these memories with.
Also, if someone on here lived in or near my town, they might recognize some of the events I will discuss. Please don't dox me.
My story begins as you might expect. I wasn't the hottest kid. I was vaguely chubby (not fat, but I could stand to lose 20 pounds) with a stupid face. I was also a bit of a brooding emo loner, so I wasn't exactly a popular guy. I wasn't a virgin - not technically - you see, I had an older brother who liked to rail my ass and make me suck his balls and swallow his jizz. He was sent away and sentenced as an adult when I was 12.
>>688945604
When he got out he got heavily into drugs and moved in with a 60 year old negro and died of a drug overdose, but that's not really related.
You know, people always say that if you were sexually abused as a boy you grow up to be a faggot. In reality, it was the opposite. I had a lot of misplaced anger for gays and trannies, something I still struggle with to this day. And I certainly didn't find men even remotely sexually appealing, nor did I enjoy being in sexual scenarios where I was submissive. In essence, no, I didn't become a fag or a trap (not that there's a difference).
We moved after the debacle with my brother, because my parents didn't want me to deal with the stress of all my peers knowing. They were good people, my parents. My dad was a hardworking spic and my mom was a hairy italian with bigger balls and a bigger moustache.
When I first started highschool, I was friendless. It was a small town. Everybody had already made friends. It didn't help that I felt really uncomfortable and unable to relate to people.
Luckily in my first class, I ended up sitting next to a boy named Jacob, who would later go to jail for molesting an unconscious girl at a frat party. You know that feeling when your sibling does something really shitty, and you know they deserve the ridicule they get but you still stand up for them because seeing people talk shit about them breaks your heart? That's how I felt with Jake. He wasn't an evil guy.... He was just lonely, on drugs, and too horny. Sex-fueled loneliness can drive a man crazy. I firmly believe there should be therapy for loneliness, and that therapy should involve a hooker session as part of the treatment.
Jake make a comment about how our homeroom teacher looked like a frog. It had me in stitches back then, even if now the wording of his joke escapes me.
http://www.pomfpomf.moe/doujins/159/
>>688945757
I remember I agreed with him and in that moment, a friendship was born.
Jake was no saint. In fact, he was kind of an obnoxious prick. But he was a loyal friend, and I cherished every day I spent with him.
That first day of school isn't just burned in my memory for that reason though. It was also the first time I ever saw her. Elisa Milicent Sinclair. Even the name felt like something that didn't belong in our era.
I didn't see her during my lunch. But I did see her in my last period class. I was sitting near the back, alone, not paying attention, when I heard a murmur coming from the room. I looked up, following the whispers and stares, and saw the most peculiar creature I had ever seen.
For a brief moment, I wasn't even sure if she was a person. I studied her with immense curiosity, like a cat being introduced to the new baby. She was short, with pale-blonde hair styled in ringlets, rosy red cheeks, and porcelain skin. Her hands were white as snow, and she seemed so delicate. And despite it being a relatively warm September, Elisa wore a pink lolita dress, complete with a cute hat.
I didn't understand why, but the other kids found her extremely creepy. The girls especially didn't like her - I later learned they just thought she was snobby and an attention whore, and that's why they picked on her.
I remember gawking at her shamelessly as she found her seat, near the front row. She respectfully took off her hat, and waited for the teacher.
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>>688950777
i don't have a penus.
>>688950777
rollin
>>688950777
nice trips, roll
s/fur
