>Two strokes away. I am always… two strokes away from cumming. This has been the greatest goon sesh of my entire life. It's alluring. It's compelling. I'm pinching my pecker- to observe all my fellow jartycucks roam the internet in search of soylita, 'p, bait - where they feel encouraged and engaged. Where they involved themselves with the minors, and become a product of EPI. Thirsty for a distraction from time unspent. Spoiling their minds, yet stimulating them at the same time. It's brilliant… and it's dangerous. award
>I feel as if I'm baiting ants on an ant farm. One falls for another falls for another falls for another. It's mesmerizing. It's spellbinding. All these little gooners. All of these lost and bored people. People gooning to anything that they're told to goon to. So I am the villain. Because I've made myself one. And you will continue to goon to these images of soylita - year after year after year. For as long as I tell the sharty that I am the villain. Stories that permeate and linger and infect the minds of the ants. Influence the ants. Brainwash the ants. You… are the ants. award
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>On September 20th, I woke up from a very long dream. And I also woke up having lost 250 pounds from jizzing everywhere. off of my body. Yet, just yesterday, people were calling me fat and ESL and raisinskin, and obsessed. soyteens… soyteens are the most messed up creatures on the entire planet. And yet, I've still managed to stay two strokes away… from cumming on everyone. The joke's on you… award