fanfiction
soccerball1
“I’d like to lay you out,” said the brunette to the other brunette of a comparable height. She twirled her brunette locks coyly. “I meant the newspaper. I’d like to lay out the newspaper.” Read More
chimp
soccerball1
he answers every single question in bios using a text to speech technolgy that im pretty sure he invented himself. Read More
marriage
soccerball1
I was holding Jimmithy’s hand with a ring on my finger. And... someone else’s. I turned to my side, and Steve Read More
