I'm a pig, and I smell bad. Mr. Smuther is my God, and that's what he says. He's always right. I kiss his butt. I suck everything down into my guts. I never shit. My body's greedy, there's nothing I can do about it. I'm bloated. I'm soft. I weigh 349 pounds. I'm fat scum. I despise myself. I'm sitting here in the pink pajama bottoms my mom gave me when I was fifteen. They still fit. I hate them, but I wear them. They're caked up around the crotch with various foods that I dripped and old sperm that I never wiped up. My sperm's sweet.
A lot of that sperm's there now because of Mr. Smuther, so I like it. I like to break it off in chunks and grind it between my fingers thinking about him. Then I feel disgusted with myself, but I like feeling that way for him. I'd like him to take a shit on my face while I lay on the sidewalk and people crowded around and laughed. He'd point down at my face and tell them how I deserved it, and they'd laugh again in agreement with him. I'd feel good, I like to feel good. I like to touch myself, especially when I pretend I'm someone else.
Sometimes in a restaurant I lose myself, I forget I exist. I sneak my hand up under my shirt and rub it, along the hair that collects around my bellybutton. The hair is soft, like the hair on a baby's head. I get hot and I can smell myself. I'm being smothered in my own armpit, then I c*m, but I don't feel anything. I discover a puddle of sperm in my crotch. I hurry and pay, then I leave, afraid they'll notice.
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im the commisar shooting all the lazy cute twinks in the back of the head
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These people are such delusional urban r-slurs, they're used to having all the jobs upholding the backbone of society done for them, they don't even notice or know that it's required. Their straggy commune would collapse over night and devolve into Chaz/chop.
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I'm the soldier who takes over other communes for the greater glory of our superior commune, though honestly I might attempt a coup to seize control of our commune if I feel like all the commune s*x workers and latte makers don't show enough respect towards the military caste
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I'm the savvy capitalist who wormed his way into the social circles of those in charge and gets to keep all my power by letting my property be βnationalizedβ under the new department I established within the state
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Is this Bardfinn?
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Record is 1 days 13 hours 09 minutes and 59 seconds by TheDunceonFlorist
Wow! There have been 14753 rent free mentions since 2022-09-24
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