SO IT TURNS OUT I LOVE THE COCK

this is the inevitable post in which i tell errybody bout my HORRIFYING SE%UAL DEVIANCIES. you have been warned. also these are all subject to change.

first off and most importantly is DELICIOUS HOMOSE%UALITY. okay really im just bi. curious. i havent actually tried it yet. from what i can tell from the shit ive seen on /d/, i just really love the cock. i like futa (anime girls with penises). i also like dudes with penises, i think, i just dont want them in my asshole. anyway its all subject to change once i figure shit out. ive come out to two of my friends and now im coming out to the internet, so hey guys. I DEMAND COMING OUT PARTY TIMES

also i have a shitload of fetishes too, so while im

at it, why dont i list them.

if you dont know what these things are and decide to google them and your life is ruined, YOU HAVE NO ONE TO BLAME BUT YOURSELF

-soft vore

-light sadism

-light masochism (in theory)

-suffocation (either me or the other person it doesnt matter)

-tentacles

-futanari but we already talked about that

-macrophilia

-unbirth

-THE MAMMARIES

-lactation

-e%pansion (sometimes)

-quad amputees (sometimes when its not horribly depressing)

-probs a lot more that im forgetting/havent found yet

to tha haterz: just try fucking with me. just try it, i fucking dare you. no really, i dare you. i take way too much pleasure from ABSOLUTELY DESTROYING dumbasses' metaphorical assholes with my intellectual cock, so please. try it. and when youre out of bullshit to spew, please do us all a favor and burn your keyboard.

WHAT THE FUCK THIS IS UNACCEPTABLE

BREAD PUDDING ALL DAY STOPPING MAKING BREAD PUDDING ALL DAY IN 2009. I WAS UNDER THE IMPRESSION THAT ONE BREAD PUDDING WAS MADE THROUGHOUT THE DAY, AND ONE BREAD PUDDING WAS PUBLISHED EVERY DAY. I HAVE BEEN DECIEVED!

BUT WAIT they could just be making a really huge bread pudding and its taking them 2 years to make it, and theyve been working 24/7. oh my god it must be so fucking huge

so ive started writing pornographic fanfics about my friends upon request

robbingdog this is all your fault.

also a girl wants one (the same one who had a se%y dream about me), and i am orgasming already. ^~^

...lets never use that emoticon again.

REQUIEM WITH AWFUL MEMORIES

btw im going back to the equius posting style cuz i love being STRONG, but thats not what this is about. also NOBODY CARES.

i dont actually know if requiem means what i think it does, i just assumed its meaning from that awful avp sequel but clint mansell makes me worry oh no e%istential angst. anyway im now in a situation that happened once before. im home alone with my sister. shes upstairs doing whatever the hell she does at home, and im downstairs doing internets. this happened before, in spring of '10 i think.
i was home alone, and i decided to watch some porn. it was my first time actually fapping to bbw (i had developed a fat fetish before and had only looked at pictures and erectified, but never fapped with it in front of me; also after i returned from debate camp later that year i stopped being turned on by bbw but NOPE ITS BACK AGAIN WOO PARTY TIMES). i heard something upstairs, but decided to ignore it cuz it was probs squirrels on the roof or some shit. later, i heard someone coming downstairs, and oh shit those arent squirrels. it was my sister. insta-bonerkill. i didnt get caught (she didnt actually enter the room), but i didnt want to risk it so i stopped. it was THE LAMEST OF SAUCES.

anyway that is why im not fapping today. ::::c

anyway that is a story that i kind of regret telling but OH WAIT THE ENTIRE REST OF THE BLOG.

new postin sty|e, bitches and whorres !!

-xxX- yeah so up unti now ive been steaing equius's typing quirrk but now imma use my fantrro's which is actuay rreay inconvenient and WHY DID I MAKE IT SO HARRD !! so basicay if you dont rread mspa and you werre confused beforre you gon be SO MAD.

EDIT: never fucking mind blogger is terrible and doesnt recongize the big fucking line you can make if you hold shift and hit the key that makes this thing \ so im just gonna not use it here cuz jesus christ its awful. Maybe I'll actually try to do English correctly? ... probs not but whatever. anyway the above paragraph is awful and impossible to read cuz there arent any ells, so sorry. sorry that BLOGGER IS SO MUCH ANUS

greetins

Hello. You can refer to me as iFamot.
invisible
Force
and
master
of
time
I've been asked to contribute to this blog and I will do as such. Just thought I'd say hi. Until next time.

name change DEUS

yeah i changed my name again, and now its TOTALLY GREAT. cuz its got scrup001ous in it, man. its all about the scrup001. i have no fucking c100 where "mindeater" came from ,but whatevz, its DAMN C001.

so theres this one kid who pretty much made me who i am okay?

okay so ive been thinking about how i came to be who i am today. ive actually figured it all out for the most part, e%cept for where the hell and obscene number of fetishes came into being within my soul (not how fetishes work but whatever).

im pretty sure this one kid, who i'm gonna call J-KRIZZLE because his first name is julian and krizzle is just damn awesome, is responsible the events that shaped me or at least was there when all dat shit went down.

okay so the first thing that happened was he gave me the se% talk because my parents are awful. also, be warned: when i describe the place, dont even bother trying to make sense of it youll only understand if youve been there. yeah sorry i sort of nostalgiaed it up and didnt really bother to describe it legibly because its kind of hard to.

i was at the p001 with him when we were like in 1st or 2nd grade or something, i guess i was seven or eight at the time, maybe younger or older, i dont remember when things happened, just that they did one time. anyway, there was this place behind the p001, there was this building that was a clubhouse or something? and there were bathrooms too, connected to it, and between the bathrooms and the clubhouse was this stretch of wood that didnt have anything in it e%cept benches on one side, and the entrance was on the other, and it was open-air and we would play wall-ball there e%cept i was SO AWFUL YOU WOULD NEVER BELIEVE. anyway, behind the benches was a grassy area that kids werent supposed to go but they didnt really have anything preventing us from going there and there was this open drain thing that was like they dug into the ground and made a curve with two tunnels for sewage or something in the curved part of the wall. and we were standing on the curved part, 100king out on the fence that stood in front of it that seperated the p001 from this overgrown area of weeds and shit that was more like a forest to us when we were kids, and we had bought drinks from the concession stand, and we finished and threw the cans into the river below us that flowed out from the two tunnels and we were trying to justify the morality of DESTROYING THE ENTIRE FUCKING ENVIRONMENT and i said "its not like it matters, just as long as theres at least one girl fish left." i did not know where babies came from at the time. he said "steve wut u talkin bout thar has 2 be a dude lol" and i was like "wut no thar dusnt" and i bet him $20 and we asked my mom and she was like "oh no." i never paid him the $20. and all i ever learned was the very basics, that you have to put your dick in a girls vag (to any four-year-olds who somehow got to my blog by accident, you have my sincerest apologies). i never found out anything more until 6th grade, when i did the pornography. WAY TO GO MOM AND DAD.

okay the second thing that happened was HE HAD A FUCKING TREBUCHET. this actually had no effect on me whatsoever, but, fuck, he had a goddamn trebuche! like, not a tiny popsicle-stick-and-rubber-bands catapult, but A MOTHER FUCKING ACTUAL TREBUCHET. his parents never married, and his step dad was SO DAMN C001. and either he or his real dad helped him build AN ACTUAL WORKING FULL-SCALE TREBUCHET in his backyard. it was fucking MASSIVE. we launched a watermelon at his house and it was awesome. fuck, he was so c001 and i couldnt even recognize that until now. HOLY SHIT, A TREBUCHET, OH MY GOD!

im going to end the post here instead of talking about how one time we played pretend and it was like LotR but shitty cuz we were kids and i had an imaginary giantess girlfriend who was ALWAYS NAKED and we killed entire fucking armies because i had a goddamn giantess on my side, because that trebuche is REALLY FUCKING C001 and i dont want to talk about anything that isnt that HOLY SHIT AMAZING TREBUCHET.

it was like that but without the ladder and a bit simpler.

OH GOD SO AMAZING

TREBYOUSHAAAAAAAAY!!!!!!!!!!

THE BLOG HAS SI% HUNDRED VEIWS SATAN IS COMING GUISE

so yeah weve got si% hundred veiws now. which is pretty terrible, but whatever, because im sure that the more people that veiw this, the more people know HORRIBLE TRUTHS about me.

anyway my gmail got ha%ored somehow so i had to make a new one and appoint it as an author, upgrade it to admin, remove my old profile, and copypasta all the profile info n shit and JEGUS CHRIST THAT WAS WAY TOO MUCH WORK FOR SOMETHING SO SIMPLE OH MY GOD.

also i read a bunch of creepypasta today and GUESS WHOS NOT GONNA SLEEP TONIGHT ITS ME. e%cept for the fact that i have the knowledge of both that it's bullshit and also of e%istentialism, so if something really does try to kill me, fuck its shit cuz its not like anythings real anyway.

wow the title really had nothing to do with the rest of this post, did it, FUCK.

following a blog soley for its name

i just followed a blog called bread pudding all day. the only improvement i can suggest to the blog is to add the words "mother fuckers" at the end. wait no i want to do that. wait fuck i already made a blog. DAMMIT.

things that why the hell didnt i get to them earlier

yeah so hey dadt got its ass kicked a hella long time ago but imma talk about it now, dammit.  its great that peoples constitutional rights are actually happening but the downside of that is that if i ever get drafted i cant figure out my se%uality, preferably with a bearded architect on a submarine, and avoid getting killed at the same time.  ffffffffuuuuuuuucccccccckkkkkkkk.  but im not gonna allow that to stop me from having an e%cuse to celebrate by masturbating in a church bathroom while imagining lesbian se%.

...

...what im feeling right now it like my soul drowning.  is this the pain of regret?