kjyo

well the poll had a surprising result.

someone who hasn’t tried but has already given up.

unfortunately, i think with my d*ck.

that’s what you call the illusion of choice.

born a roman catholic. but my brother says i practice what he has coined religious indifferentism.

sex and capitalism.

yep i don’t need to be ready when the plan is to die. what’s your hidden fetish?

Yugto - Rico Blanco

ketchup and chocolates. tastes almost like rust,

get sick.

yes. the only flip side being, there are no holidays in my line of work.

give me cash and a good night’s sleep. and a salivating mouth at the base of my c*ck.

right now, sxmstr.

anything high rise and selvedge with some heft and weight. props to levis, lee, and wrangler for unlocking my inner denimhead.

boxers. uniqlo.

slow and painful. chaos, war, and sickness consuming. while i pass while having my c*ck throated because i’m a selfish prick.

hypocrite.

for never being there whenever i wanted you; but when i needed it. for the guidance, and for the lessons in your faults. …even if your shadow was short-lived.

fuck you.

false sense of value of ego. or the lack thereof for some people,

sleep. …f*cking is always an option though if you want something else to do.

as passe as it may sound, yes. the thing is, we lost the essence of being gentlemen along the way; coming to expect something out of the kindness we pretend to give- the faux values we try to espouse and flaunt. forgetting the core that real kindness expects nothing in return,

the first week it opened, my dad took me and my brother to ride it; gave the kid me some form of hope for a future that the ph may see come to fruition. …that hope died way before my father passed; but the memory stays.

they don’t; they fall for the thing that overshadows the looks.

hahaha. good luck.