I Want To Be So Disgustingly Over Educated That The Second Anyone Has A Question They Automatically Know

"not all men" you're right connor cobalt would never

i hope charles and max just keep being increasingly weird about each other like

i push you in karting -> i push you back

i end up in f1 -> i'm sure you'll end up there too

i steal your first win -> i unfollow you

i have one sided beef with you -> i pull poor attempts for you to like me again for 2 years

i think we may get along now -> i literally won't shut up about you

i win the WDC championship -> i drop everything to make sure i congratulate you first

i say i like the same ice cream flavour as you -> i open my own ice cream shop

and it just keeps getting more and more insane, good for them!

i wish i could be the person i want to be but im too tired

in the latest mystery box challenge at 37:02 harry looks so good

for you, anon 😘

I love this genre of alex pics where he looks like he stepped straight out of a renaissance painting

now someone tell me why i wrote about his fucking ugly scarf back in april

since some people (AHEM) have decided to torture me tonight, i’ll share some quick stuff from my notes

after the show alex is very in the mood and he asks you to let him do something and you trust him enough to let him do anything he wants to you.

he takes off his scarf that was tied round his neck the whole show and wraps it around your eyes, blindfolding you essentially.

he then takes all your clothes off until you’re only wearing his scarf, and the fact that you could only feel him, his fingertips tracing your skin, not knowing what he would do next, was getting you off so much, feeling wet already.

he flips you so he can grind his clothed erection into your ass and you gasp but he asks you to be good and stay quiet so people won’t hear. he mutters something like “you’re dripping all over my trousers, wanna ruin them, huh?”

he just takes his cock out not bothering to undress himself, needing to be inside you as soon as possible. and he starts fucking you from behind, your tits pressing up against the wall with every thrust but you can’t stop yourself from moaning as his dick slides so deliciously in and out of you, not being able to see anything only adding more to it, making all you’re feeling more intense, and you’re way too loud for his liking.

so he moves the scarf, but doesn’t take it off completely, instead he settles it lower on your face as a gag and orders you to not make any more sounds. he has a hard time himself keeping it down, he settles on biting your shoulder harshly to muffle his grunts, to stop himself from making too much noise.

and instead of letting out a cry, the only thing you can do is drool around the silk, feeling it drip down your chin and sticking to the wall, staining it, as your face presses against it when alex’s hips start rutting into you harder and harder.

he cums all over your back, painting you with his warm release.

he removes the patterned fabric from your mouth, wiping off the drool from your face and then he uses it to wipe his seed from your back aswell, stuffing it into his jacket once he’s done.

he is just some fictional guy FOR YOU. For me, he is the doom of my love life that doesn't even exist.

never had a boyfriend

never had a first kiss

never been asked out

never asked someone out

never had a roaster

never been on a date

chat am i cooked?

when the autism is being an actual mental health problem instead of making me obsess over fictional characters again:

i will viscerally end all existence

it’s always ‘i love you,’ but never