>>1
baww

faggot virgin

it's cool, i can dig chubby chicks

I'd still ram it in between her delicious but sour-smelling jelly rolls. Somehow sauerkraut gives me an erection. Coincidence? I think not.

I would hug her so gently.

I'd suck on those jugs all night long. You are all homosex.

>>7

>suck

I think you meant suffocate.

Nonetheless I would love to play with those milk udders.

I'd still cry when I see her

I'd probably bawl my eyes shut too when I see her. I mean, come on - she is the embodiment of that unattainable desire and fantasy that we all collectively and fiendishly created. Seeing her in flesh - fat, sloven and sad - would just shatter the illusion and cause any Crackyfag to mentally snap.

I want to see her at the same time I don't. Fuck those flapjacks.

>>10
Nice to read someone honest, yep.

I've imagined a few times the scene on anyone introducing me to her and I'd just start sobbing, unable to articulate a single word. I might even go for the extra points and pass out but I doubt on that, I'm not one to pass out easily

I would not cry. I would refuse to, even against my own will, against the very demands of my gashed heart. Instead, I would be friendly. Normal. And after that we will say our goodbyes.

By then I would have saved some money - a pocketful them. And I would spend all of it that night, to some girl whose name I don't even know.

I'll take her to some place decent. Someplace where we meet up with a few of her friends. Someplace where people are pleasant. Nods and laughter would be shared. A place where the music cease to end.

[I wouldn't say that she is pretty - that would make me a liar. But oh she turns my legs to spaghetti, setting my heart on fire.]

All that time I would only be thinking of you. With my heart on fire.

>>12