Vermilioncore
suffering on the heights of despair
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And here’s a poem
I don’t have talents or a purpose.
That’s why I jerk off and embrace my perversions.
I can’t play the drums, I never learned guitar.
But stroking my little cock is my form of art.
I’m severely sick and majorly perverted.
I like to lie and say I’m introverted.
But the truth is much more pathetic.
And I won’t admit it until the bullet is embedded.
I don’t have talents or a purpose.
That’s why I jerk off and embrace my perversions.
I can’t play the drums, I never learned guitar.
But stroking my little cock is my form of art.
I’m severely sick and majorly perverted.
I like to lie and say I’m introverted.
But the truth is much more pathetic.
And I won’t admit it until the bullet is embedded.
