no way you thought you wouldn’t be working this summer. 😹

i’d spit in your morning coffee.

a closeted bi simp’s worst nightmare.

working overtime all week again? awh… oh well, funding college girls partying is worth selling your soul for.

imagine “dating” me and going on a reality tv show together only to get cheated on and cucked the entire time and for the entire world to see lol.

your gf can’t trigger you like i can.

the weather is getting warmer, which means less and less excuses for wearing all those hoodies. soon summer will come and everyone will see what a greasy fat loser you are. that is, of course, unless you stay at home like always… but you’ll still know.

manosphere influencers are just male findoms, and the only reason they sell “courses” instead of just outright saying it is so that the guys buying them can keep denying the fact that they’re gay.

men are so braindead they won’t even realise they’re into something despite consuming copious amounts of content related to it like “i didn’t realise i was into findom, i guess i never really thought about it when i was sending her money”. brain. dead.

our dirty little secret… for now.

looking at this is the closest you’ve ever been to going to the gym, can’t tell if you’re crying or sweating about it.😹

men are naturally less intelligent than women, and no matter how hard you try to cope by building big muscles and getting a big boy job that makes you feel important, you’ll always lose to a pretty girl cuz you just can’t control yourself.

generous estimation btw.

you know the “men” of today are fucked up beyond repair when they’re cheating on their AI girlfriends by sending money to girls on twitter.. and the funniest part is that neither of them chose you lmao.

closeted bisexual sissies are the most fun to bully ngl.

cleaning my closet out and selling all my old clothes on vinted. 🥱

let me spill my drink on you and make you pay for a new one.

sit. kneel. beg. get laughed at… etc.

new year, same addiction.

you wanna get your balls stomped on by my size 36 feet yet you still want to claim that you’re normal? you’re a perv and you always will be.

triggered much, fatty? keep sending all your grocery money to me and maybe one day you’ll end up being less disgusting.