i hope a swarm of locust eats your rice fields and bring sickness to your kind have to suffer a year without a harvest and survive until the next spring to get a chance to plant your rice seedlings
omg i hope your 
dries up and have a unremovable stench and everyone knows you jacked off because of your stinky aura please sybau sybau
fortnite battlebuss but its 
invading my egg cells and the storm is the fungal infection thats harmful for the
i will take you to museums, and parks, and monuments and kiss you in every beautiful place, so that you never go back to them witihout tasting me like blood in your mouth. i will destroy you in he most majestic way possible and you will know why storms are named after people.
marinating my balls in yakult so when i 
it has added probiotics
the big bang created 3 gods in a form of a broccoli :broccoli:
the lust god that boast about his bussy grip , the squirrel 
that provides life and light to all living things through her birth canal or the horse :horse:
that possesses the ex- :chicken:
libur that penetrates through time and consumes everything some within
oh fuck one of these days nanqi is gonna hatefuck me until my face muscles are stuck in ahegao position due to prolonged exposure
Sometimes I fantasize about Misato coming home drunk and beating me until I feel numb. She kicks me in the ribs until I can hardly breathe. Then she starts to cry and apologizes, begging me to forgive her. She holds me all night as I gently cry into her t-shirt. Please help is there any hope for me
i have subdued 3 wild nankis in poland and put chastity belt on each one of them
your prostate g-spot is my favorite figdet toy