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I'll run upstairs and masturbate, the entire time forcing myself to think of women while my thoughts drift back to Scrub. I won't be able to climax and I'll eventually go back downstairs, angry.
Sometimes we will look across the table and catch each other's eyes, and in that second, anything is possible, but we both deny ourselves and go back to what we were doing.
One day one of us will die, and the other will bury him outside the log cabin.
Then he'll go inside, pen a brief missive to his departed friend, and commit suicide, never able to deal with life without his one true platonic love.
I invited him to my house for a csgo lan party. He said he was coming so i was looking forward to meeting him in real life.
When he arrived at my house, he pushed me against the wall and started nibbling my ear, i felt his hard penis push against my leg. I punched him and then 1 tapped him. Turns out he was gay. Don't trust this guy.
(S3 ;-; kinda disapointed sowwry) ;-; But ur a good sport!