Right I really didn’t wanna do this but I’m deleting this tumblr in 24 hours. If anyone wants my twitter or Instagram for any reason send me an ask.

wis77:

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cigarpervdad:

king-dumb-cum:

sovelky:

You doing okay there?

Where are we going?

Home. We’re just going to stop at CVS. You can rest on the bench there.

That’ll be nice… Do you have my pills?

No, that’s why we’re going to CVS. The nurse called it in.

You don’t have it?

No, he called it in. That’s what they do now.

I know that.

Of course you do. 

Good looking.

Who?

The nurse. Good looking guy.

Yeah. 

He was out dancing last night. 

How would you know that.

I saw the ink stamp on the back of his hand.

I didn’t know you could still see.

Fuck you, George. Remember when we used to go dancing? Up all night. My feet worked better then.

Everything worked better then.

Stop for a minute. Are we almost there?

Half a block more. 

Remember that mattress.

What?

The one on the floor.

In your first apartment? 

Where do you think?

Sure. We had some good times there.

I still remember the first time I saw your cock. Well, felt it. It was dark. 

Harry!

You have a really nice cock, George. I loved your cock. 

I know you did.

I miss those days.

We all do. 

Can we have some coffee?

You want some coffee?

I want to sit down.

You can sit down soon. We’re almost there.

Look, we’re almost there. There’s the gym across the street.  My god, the bodies on men these days. 

Nice bodies. Muscles.

Do you think they’re happy, George? As happy as we are?

I don’t know. I don’t know if anyone could be as happy as we were.

Let’s go out for coffee.

You can’t have coffee.

I can sit there. We can sit there. At one of those little tables. Watch the people go by. The men go by.

You never stop, do you.

Please, George.

Come on, we’re almost to CVS.

If I make it to CVS can we have coffee. I want to go out.

You are out.

Not just to the doctor. Please George. I’ll buy. Let me take you out.

You’re asking me out? On a date?

Sure. You got my wallet?

Yes, I got your wallet.

You want to go out with me?

Yes, I’ll go out with you.

Gimme a hand. You got to help me now.

Just a few more steps. You can do it.

I can do it with you, George, I can do it with you.

6 years of Tumblr and out of all the filth I get off to, I finally find the post that resonates with me on a much deeper sexual level. I hope I can have this life someday.

This. Always.

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unstablemotions:

childhood trauma is so weird because you grow up to find out that stuff that happened wasn’t okay and suddenly memories come back and you realize how it really messed you up on the inside

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neuroticgaymusings:

sellingsecrets:

IM YELLING IM YELLING IM YELLING FOREVER OH NO OH YESSSSS

I hope this ends up on the show.

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