OnlyFans Hoe With V.D. That Holds Cat Hostage

Well, you know the site isn’t getting views this month if I talk about women. Not that I get paid at all so IDK why I care. Okay, so bitches..

Ahem.. Bitches.

What’s the deal with these new age OF slooties? You know.

The TOP 0.0000000069% in the bio.

The obsession with Florida rental housing.

The unspecified V.D. on their pitch black poontang.

It really bothers me, man. This whole OF shit. Not because I’m a prude. Women are doomed and zogged anyway. I mean, whatever happened to free spirit bitches who Snapchat you their pussy for FUN? And lust? And as a way to upset their father? THE GOOD OL DAYS.

Now its just buy me a Starbucks xoxo

I got 1000 bodies xoxo

I have five cats and can’t marry xoxo

Also even worse are the cunts that promise nudes but only do hand bra pics.

I can find that on IG for a free wankie thank you very much.

BAIT AND SWITCH!

Let’s discuss this economy.

Fucking disgrace. Maybe a fiat currency collapse is indeed imminent.

I wish I died in a nuclear war whilst in the middle of getting sloppy jallopy head from a busty redhead or a punk rock scene girl with medium pierced tits and a huge clapping ass.

I hate the US government.

Instagram is very gay (happy).

My balls hurt.

The point is society is declining so all we can aspire to do is sext sex workers and bait free nudes from them and get money.

Honestly, is there even money in this e-hookering? Like real money?

They all seem broke anyway always talking about buy my dinner and shit.

Financial freedom my swollen nut.

I remember when sluts just went to the local party, got xanned out and gangbanged by the football team, had their Polaroids passed around and carried on with their life. Like Your Mom.

With that being said, much respect to OF slags that stay sane and nice despite their soul sucking adventures. The true top 1% after Rockefeller bloodlines.

I will now NOT JERK OFF BECAUSE I HAVE SCRIPTS TO WRITE.

Social Media Is The New Cocaine

Why are people so addicted to social media?

What is it about flexing for strangers that don’t give a flying fuck about us that makes us so happy?

We are surrounded by people all around us yet the only form of communication that gets us hard is a reply to our story post.

I miss the days when people got addicted to cool stuff like heroin.

Our world is so fucked up that we find solace by getting virtual rimjobs in the comment section by people who pretend to like us when in fact they haven’t even bothered to genuinely check up on you in years. Hell, some of them never met you but they still keep wrapping their lips around your e-cock just as long as you give them a reach-around in the form of a follow.

If you wanna get a social media user to ejaculate via digital flattery, here are a few generic templates to make them think you like em!

“omg u r on point sis! lmao so jel”

(Shut up, your “friend” looks like a hippo and you only want a like back.)

“my homie jacked and sexy af! Luv u bro”

(Fuck you, you never speak to me outside of Instagram.)

“i missed u we gotta meet soon”

(Okay, nice optics but we all know you are just looking for attention because you are mad at your skinny boyfriend for going limp last night and ya wanna make him mad)

Ugh, why am I upset though? I’m a part of the problem just like everyone else, I utilize these Satanic platforms too.

Social media rehab centers are becoming a trend among NY liberals for a reason.

I am gonna stick to AAS, weed and unsafe intercourse (kidding..) as my drugs of choice for now, you should too.