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.

It’s about feeling safe you know? Then I think I can handle it.

He said it would only last a while though, then it all comes back.

It would be nice if everyone in this family would chill the fuck out.

This weather is actually to die for.

Max on pole, finally, let’s fucking go.