A guy I don’t know very well handed me his yearbook and asked me if I wanted to sign it.
I said yes, and shortly after he added, “Just don’t write anything gay.”
I wrote this:
Fuck my actual butthole. You are a boy and so am I. We are going to have sex that is gay. Pound my rock hard cock and bite me.
Love,
Drew

Don’t lie to yourself.
You know you this is what you saw when you saw this picture.
I just made it happen ;)
Things I should be doing:
Things I am doing:
I just installed a bunch of NRaas mods. And, uh, my Pocahontas and Snow White Sims got together…
This is the Moon.
But imagine for a second that the Moon switched places with other planets. This is what you would see (subject to staying alive, of course):
Mars:
Venus:
Uranus:
Neptune:
Saturn:
Jupiter:
Gallifrey:
![mrs-freebatchof221bbakerstreet:
bellefatcat:
SOMEBODY EXPLAIN THIS TO ME!?!?!?
[x]
Omfg I am crying this is the most perfect picture ever](http://25.media.tumblr.com/48f7d69720dc16e000cb8e35388505b6/tumblr_mn5pozYxS11qejmjso1_500.jpg)
mrs-freebatchof221bbakerstreet:
SOMEBODY EXPLAIN THIS TO ME!?!?!?
[x]
Omfg I am crying this is the most perfect picture ever
My mom just told me that
I expect no notes.
ho boy do i ever
Dude.
Constantly.
Ehhh sometimes I’ll admit.
All the time *cries*
(WHAT skills?)
Immensely. But (A)I can’t not write, regardless, and (B) I figure more writing is the only way to fix it.