Twelve long years hath passed since thy departure, dear father, leaving an unfilled chasm in my heart. Oh, how the days have stretched into an eternity without thy guiding hand to lead me through life's trials and tribulations. In the quiet moments of solitude, I find myself yearning for thy wise counsel and tender embrace. Though the years may roll on, the ache of thy absence doth linger, a constant reminder of the bond we once shared. Thy memory, like a beacon in the night, guides me through the darkness, offering solace in the midst of sorrow. Until we are reunited in the realm beyond, know that thou art sorely missed, dear father.
he should come take this dick
do u mean you're gonna take his dick
no i meant what i said… IMMA BEND HIM OVER EVEN IF IT KILLS MEE
do you think you can top him??? what a big dream go for it ig cheering you
did he wash his hands?? They probably smell like shit ong
SROP TTHATS EXACTLY WHAT I WAS THINKING THE ENTIRE TIME "did he even wash his hands yet?" "did he even wipe??"
He prob did a one swipe