Yea Forums hoes thread
must write an at least three line poem alongside the dame you choose, any style
Hair smells good
passing by slowly, thoughts ensnared
I wish I could apply her shampoo
Yea Forums hoes thread
must write an at least three line poem alongside the dame you choose, any style
Hair smells good
passing by slowly, thoughts ensnared
I wish I could apply her shampoo
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You had an arse full of farts that night, darling, and I fucked them out of you, big fat fellows, long windy ones, quick little merry cracks and a lot of tiny little naughty farties ending in a long gush from your hole. It is wonderful to fuck a farting woman when every fuck drives one out of her. I think I would know Nora’s fart anywhere. I think I could pick hers out in a roomful of farting women. It is a rather girlish noise not like the wet windy fart which I imagine fat wives have. It is sudden and dry and dirty like what a bold girl would let off in fun in a school dormitory at night. I hope Nora will let off no end of her farts in my face so that I may know their smell also.
yeah we can all jerk off together but fuck that poetry shit tho I'm no fag
gay
Renounce the flesh. Temper your desire. Do this and you will know peace
Must business thee from hence remove?
Oh, that's the worst disease of love,
The poor, the foul, the false, love can
Admit, but not the busied man
CRINGE
黒い制服
短い髪の毛
愛してる
>hoes
>Yea Forums
pick one
>lectures on chastity from a pope
LOL, begome orthodox
half of literature is dedicated to hoes (love poetry) or about hoes
based
hail the holy nutsack, long is the dick and narrow the width that leads to heaven
By Allah if their was my sister I would gut her like a pig.
for me? it's demi lovato
>Bible
>Yea Forums
Pick one
Or get laid.
Choosing to abstain from something we’re biologically and socially hardwired to have in the effort to ‘know peace’ is truly giving up on yourself
>I'm hardwired to do it
>must comply with programming!
>change your car's oil every x miles for it to function properly
>no the key to heaven is to run cooked mud into the engine
I’ll pick the Bible :3
>nose piercings
>long painted nails
>not real
>flat and looks like a stone cold bitch
>giant jaw
>just all around bad
>looks like boy
>looks even more like boy. Can't tell with chinks
>disgusting flabby ass
>man jaw
>tattoos
>too much makeup
>drug addict and probably has cuttting scars
>looks like a fish
jan pawel drugi papiez
a man with taste.
Now THIS is epic XD
not even wrong
I would give up all my worldly possessions if a girl 1/10th as beautiful as her would even glance at me
>just all around bad
shit taste. post a woman you think is beautiful
>we’re biologically and socially hardwired to have in the effort to ‘know peace’ is truly giving up on yourself
>hardwired
yikes
give me crazy
so if she's a 10/10 then you're saying you'd like a 1/10 girl to glance at you. Are you 0/10 or something?
she's 100/10
>not bad, bit fat maybe but best ITT
Tranny
Looks like she just stepped out of a prehistoric cave
>Airbrushed to hell..looks like cartoon
>male shonen manga protag
>hag
She is a 10/10 and I am a literal 0/10
viewing the human body as an engine is precisely ze problem m8
The Bible is very Yea Forums butterfag.
>pedophilia and chastity are the same thing
Interesting pocket
You choose poorly
The Bible’s adherents demand all other books burned, censored or left to rot. It is the worst kind of book.
>The Bible’s adherents demand all other books burned, censored or left to rot. It is the worst kind of book.
Wtf???? No they don’t. The Bible doesn’t advocate for such things either. Please re-read The Holy Bible, butterbabe and I will read Stirner.
>The Bible’s adherents demand all other books burned, censored or left to rot. It is the worst kind of book.
No wonder you’re a lesbian
this is NOT a bimbo thread. post accordingly
its an
>acquired taste
Without Christianity, most other books would not have survived throughout the centuries. The monks went through great lengths to preserve them.
also the first biblical scholars invented exegesis (austitically hyper-analyzing texts)
Leave bimbos alone.
>The bible's adherents demand all other books be burned
You really are the worst poster on Yea Forums
why do you do this to yourself butterfly
>Choosing to abstain from something we’re biologically and socially hardwired to have in the effort to ‘know peace’ is truly giving up on yourself
It's choosing to not give up on your higher self.
shut up fag
chaste and breadpilled
slave and fleshpilled (not gonna make it)
You and the others don’t understand the seesawing opinions on what is considered heresy by the various churches throughout history.
If a medieval monk found the Natura De Rerum, he would have destroyed it. Luckily Renaissance humanist, Poggio Bracciolini found one. (The only one left?) lots of things happened in the past two millennia. Don’t play as if Christianity is some super tolerant faith. They only let what they think serves heir interest through
It's De Rerum Natura ffs. Don't ever misstype it again.
What is in the interest of God, is in the interest of his creation, butterbaby. :3
I’ve been kind of harsh to you tonight let’s make up
:x
Tolerance is a virtue of a dying society.
Not me.
Yes it is. But she knows that would be something stupid to lie about
Whish she’s gone :3 so cute
look at her. just look at her. I don't have to see her vagina in order to know that I'd gladly spend the rest of my days licking it, gasping, and moaning "mommy, this is delightful" as she pushes my head so my face is deeper into her crotch.
>her
>she
>vagina
Oh no no no!
She’s not yours asshat, okay?
she's nobody's, but each of us wishes she was ours
those breasts don't lie
She’s verifiably mine. You are being delusional for thinking she isn’t. Bottom line
>Furthermore, the will, agitated by the insatiable drive for pleasure, no longer follows reason but rather the tumult of the passions.
>verifiably
have I missed something? I haven't been spending too much time here lately
This is a poem about a harlot
I had to eat in the other room today
Because someone else had thoughts for you
I had to sleep in a different room today
Because someone else had thoughts for you
I had to leave the room, alone
Because someone else had thoughts for you
And now I search for a new home...
Because someone else had thoughts for you
Yeah you missed her say she was going to show me her tampon pad. You missed me proving that she lied about her age. You missed everything leading up to the inevitable conclusion that she is abstaining from sexual intercourse altogether.
You missed the fact that instead of denying it and shutting me down, she just leaves Yea Forums
This really helped me.
ITT: bugmen, slaves to their sexual appetites
it has a dick
so you guys aren't engaged?
I’ve never had a dick between my legs in my life
The first one is also a porn star. Factor that into your calculations.
would gladly suck on your toes as you read
Is that the girl who became a pornstar?
don't lie to yourself
> became
Was she doing anything noteworthy before?
That is the response she has to this situation. Absolutely amazing :3
Yes now she takes black peepee in her vajayjay for a living
She looks like a Vegas hooker now what a shame.
No one posting on Yea Forums has fully made it. We are all sinners.
What's changed? She's probably just haggard from all the drugs the jew that owns her has her using
This. Even those of us who have a gf or got published are still in the painful transition phase where we aren't fully living in the real life. Should even be surprised that we all still have some flaws? I wouldn't.
>she
oh no no no
>scroll through thread
>open every image
>don’t read a single “poem”
> implying anyone here reads poetry, much less writes it
what kinda poem would you write for her, Yea Forums?
Cute clipping
U r the gal in the photo?
fuck all mate, jog on nose
No. :3
I want to rape reinhard
He makes mein hard
I want to stick my fingers tips
Into his womanly wide hips
I want to violate the Butcher of Prague.
I will do it in the style of a dog.
I want to rape Reinhard Heydrich.
come on, her nose is cute actually
*blushes* s...senpai
Of course the gay is the only one to actually write poetry.
That’s literally her irl.
You just have to learn to read between the lines. She is an IRL tsun
I stole it from an user on /jp/. It was written in honour of pic related
I like it, user. she is very pretty
>her
>She
Oh no no no
>looks like a fish
>filthy, painted, emaciated harlot
>awful bolted on tits
>weird face angle to hide her otherwise plain looks
>another weird angle and caked with makeup. Imagine how bad she'd look in her natural form
>oy vey tranny
Well she really a qt3.14159265 if u ask me
>She
Oh no no no
>She's
>she
>her
>she
>her
>she
>she
>she
Oh no no no!
Jokes on you, that is a poem you wrote.
yes
we can all
jerk off together
but fuck
that poetry shit though -
I'm no fag
>cool attractive guy before
>turned into the villain stepmother from Tangled
Why do they do this
mors mihi lucrum, whispered mother Mary. Dark was the night,
Where I found her frightful figure bound bloodied on a mahogany slab
6 inch nails driven surgically into her navel a/ eyes. Her womb was mangled, her breasts severed.
She adorns 3 brass ornaments: A bull. A flame. A child.
1 last protest from a lost Goddess of Babylon, divine mother whose confraternity birthed empires:
"You're already dead," she said unto me, as her last breath whimpered languidly into eternity:
I screeched, a/ beseeched for passersby, my voice rang like some midnight lullaby;
Wo, nary a hearing ear nor seer
Her bluegreen eyes which once betrayed the vibrance of crimson moons are glassy smog
Her auburn lavender hair once were wheat fields, now grey matter's splattered in the fog
Dark was the night when Mother Mary spoke the truth,
When her soft silent soliloquy fell upon a blind man's gaze
And her vehement prayer combusted a/ extinguished like an old man's unspoken dreams
Of a home that was once his, once theirs
Then given away to strangers.
I awoke to the scent of scarlet steel
And as I rose into the cold, damp fields of your mourning,
I shook a/ cringed like a wounded dog;
Limping from alleyway to alleyway ...
And you danced twirling wearing purple curls,
Woven in lavender ribbons;
Tied off with crimson ragged cloth ...
Your lips flinch and betray what your eyes won't -
Your yellow sundress gleems in green sheets -
Like charcoal-covered diamonds in a mound of shit ...
I am your battered grey hound,
Your mongrel of decay;
Loitering in your hallowed halls,
In search of meatscraps.
A silver apple scent is lingering in the air -
I hear your whiskey scoff;
You wear six begonia gardens,
Three in your hair a/ three in your eyes -
A thread of crimson strobe lights flicker with the dawn.
Circling the drain with a slothful, dripping crown
And I hear that wounded dog whimper ...
You dance twirling into the darkness of an old pauper's hut;
And I watched as you left me here.
I had already put together this word cut-up poem a year ago:
>badunkadunk fairy
>always living off of her smiles
>happy butt
Alienated from their own bodies, they make sex objects of themselves. FtM transgenders often lack strong father figures.