I Need Him Tortured And Bleeding On It

“what’s your dream job” im so glad you asked. picture this. i am the lone employee of a strange and mysterious tchotchke/bookshop in the middle of nowhere, full of fun and interesting things that i am allowed to take for the low low price of free of charge. i get one, exceedingly interesting, customer per hour. i work no more than twenty hours a week and am salaried 3 million dollars

blood, gore and men moaning

hehehehe the Elvis Special (a bullet) hehehe

Sir, that’s my emotional support unrealistic romantic delusion

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Goober