My dick is only small if you have big hands, a large mouth, or a loose vagina. So, it probably is small.

Stuff in my Dick: Just jacked off. My Dick needed a cigarette.

My Dick on Stuff: The Bunsized Hot Dick.

Had a lot of fun doing this one, but found it hard to not want to take a bite out of this delicious treat. No homo.

Anon: You tried to kill yourself? Me: A month ago I did try to kill myself. I was on life support for a day or two. I remember waking out of the slumber, and being thankful that I was alive. I had a horrible 6 hours and decided to take the coward’s way out. I should’ve talked to someone, that would’ve helped. I feel much better now.

My Dick in Stuff: Penis stuffed pepper. Who’s hungry.

My Dick on Stuff: My happy dick, and a star.

My Other Kitty. Her name’s Maycee, Maymay if you’d rather. She loves to ignore you, slap her little sister around, steal chicken off of plates, staring at you until you look then she plays it off but starts staring again, and sunbathing.

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My Kitty. Her name is Scarlett, Scarlore if you’re nasty. She loves to play fetch, go for long walks on the beach, hump stuffed panda bears, sleep on your chest, box with her sister, and steal hairbands.

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You could be the first person to ever ask me a question on Tumblr. Ask me anything, I will give you either the funniest or most serious answer, ever… Fo eva, eva.

Warning: Do not read this if you hate reading about how people from Twitter have real emotions, and real struggles.

I’ve recently had my heart broken by an amazing girl. I’ve known very few amazing girls in my life, and she’s the most amazing I’ve ever met, besides my cats.

As a result of the “out of nowhere” breakup, I decided to kill myself. It took me 5 minutes to decide that I was gonna swallow 6 bottles of pills. I was lucky that the Doctors were able to bring me back to life.

Now here’s where I tell you why I decided to write this… If I would have just called someone, and said, “I’m hurting, I need to talk.”, I would not have decided to overdose.

I’ve had a crazy life full of abuse, molestation, drug abuse, and serious legal troubles. I suffer from Asperger’s Syndrome, which makes it nearly impossible for me to let people into my world. However, I know someday I will find a happiness that completes me.

Don’t give up on yourself. Don’t give up on life. There’s people that want to help you through life’s struggles. If you feel like you can’t find anyone to talk to, DM me. You can vent all you want.