glad you finally came out of the furry closet

Rock Climbing

Crawl. Crawl. Crawling in my crawl, these crawls they will not crawl. Crawl is how I crawl, crawling what is crawl. CRAWWWWWWL. Theres something inside me that crawls beneath the surface. Crawling; crawling. Its a self crawl that fear is never crawling. Crawling; I cant crawl. To find myself again my walls are crawling in. I felt this way before, so ins- CRAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWL

futacock is the only thing that gets me off at night. To be honest I'm gay, but my parents keep laughing at me, thinking it's slang for "lame". This is my cry for help.

u literally make me want to kermit suicide

Aw hey i'm cared about by someone :)))) how niceee