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Vermilioncore
Fear…
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I remember that year so clearly. I was the hot boy at my job. All the bitches were thirsting for me and getting jealous of whichever slut I was talking to at the moment. These girls all messaged me on Facebook and gave me their numbers. I was a skinny, dark haired mogger with beautiful bones and unique, sanpaku eyes and a small feminine nose. A true beauty.
But did I ever insert my fat cock into any of their holes? Nope. I was a scared faggot and I wasted my best years in fright. Now I’m a fatass loser like this:
I wasted all my good lucks rotting alone and rejecting people. It’s like a body builder lifting weights to get bulky and mog everything in sight, but he wastes his looks by just rotting alone where no eyes even see him.
2016 is gone and I’m a fat faggot nowadays
But did I ever insert my fat cock into any of their holes? Nope. I was a scared faggot and I wasted my best years in fright. Now I’m a fatass loser like this:
I wasted all my good lucks rotting alone and rejecting people. It’s like a body builder lifting weights to get bulky and mog everything in sight, but he wastes his looks by just rotting alone where no eyes even see him.
2016 is gone and I’m a fat faggot nowadays