No sorry, I’m actually busy staring into a wall for the rest of the day.

Ghobad’s been really testing my patience lately.

I'm so sorry that you have to have a body

One that will hurt you and be the subject of so much of your fear

Only then I am human, only then I am clean.

I think it’s better not to talk.

I’m swimming in the smoke of bridges I have burned. So don’t apologize, I’m losing what I don’t deserve.

Stripper Charles & mafia boss Max let’s fucking goooooo.

The whole concept of that slutty Monegasque cunt being a stripper is so hot and funny to me, not to mention very in character of him.

Damn some of them ao3 writers seriously match my freak to a concerning level. Like give me a chance, let’s get married.

The way some of these bitches describe a dick is just more proof that we’re all gay cock virgins on ao3.

Like babe yeah if a cock actually looked like that I’d be bisexual.

I love it when a smut is so funny I’m actually laughing my ass off.

You put a daddy kink in a Lestappen fic and I’m already short of breath landolaughing my lungs out.