Anonymous
8/12/2025, 2:36:14 AM No.24630915
What is the most beautiful love letter you've read?
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Thread 24630915 - /lit/
Anonymous
8/12/2025, 2:51:56 AM No.24630949
The Lady’s Dressing Room
By Jonathan Swift
Five hours, (and who can do it less in?)
By haughty Celia spent in dressing;
The goddess from her chamber issues,
Arrayed in lace, brocades and tissues.
Strephon, who found the room was void,
And Betty otherwise employed,
Stole in, and took a strict survey,
Of all the litter as it lay;
Whereof, to make the matter clear,
An inventory follows here.
And first a dirty smock appeared,
Beneath the armpits well besmeared.
Strephon, the rogue, displayed it wide,
And turned it round on every side.
On such a point few words are best,
And Strephon bids us guess the rest,
But swears how damnably the men lie,
In calling Celia sweet and cleanly.
Now listen while he next produces
The various combs for various uses,
Filled up with dirt so closely fixt,
No brush could force a way betwixt.
A paste of composition rare,
Sweat, dandruff, powder, lead and hair;
A forehead cloth with oil upon’t
To smooth the wrinkles on her front;
Here alum flower to stop the steams,
Exhaled from sour unsavory streams,
There night-gloves made of Tripsy’s hide,
Bequeathed by Tripsy when she died,
With puppy water, beauty’s help
Distilled from Tripsy’s darling whelp;
Here gallypots and vials placed,
Some filled with washes, some with paste,
Some with pomatum, paints and slops,
And ointments good for scabby chops.
Hard by a filthy basin stands,
Fouled with the scouring of her hands;
The basin takes whatever comes
The scrapings of her teeth and gums,
A nasty compound of all hues,
For here she spits, and here she spews.
But oh! it turned poor Strephon’s bowels,
When he beheld and smelled the towels,
Begummed, bemattered, and beslimed
With dirt, and sweat, and earwax grimed.
No object Strephon’s eye escapes,
Here petticoats in frowzy heaps;
Nor be the handkerchiefs forgot
All varnished o’er with snuff and snot.
The stockings why should I expose,
Stained with the marks of stinking toes;
Or greasy coifs and pinners reeking,
Which Celia slept at least a week in?
A pair of tweezers next he found
To pluck her brows in arches round,
Or hairs that sink the forehead low,
Or on her chin like bristles grow.
The virtues we must not let pass,
Of Celia’s magnifying glass.
When frightened Strephon cast his eye on’t
It showed visage of a giant.
A glass that can to sight disclose,
The smallest worm in Celia’s nose,
And faithfully direct her nail
To squeeze it out from head to tail;
For catch it nicely by the head,
It must come out alive or dead.
By Jonathan Swift
Five hours, (and who can do it less in?)
By haughty Celia spent in dressing;
The goddess from her chamber issues,
Arrayed in lace, brocades and tissues.
Strephon, who found the room was void,
And Betty otherwise employed,
Stole in, and took a strict survey,
Of all the litter as it lay;
Whereof, to make the matter clear,
An inventory follows here.
And first a dirty smock appeared,
Beneath the armpits well besmeared.
Strephon, the rogue, displayed it wide,
And turned it round on every side.
On such a point few words are best,
And Strephon bids us guess the rest,
But swears how damnably the men lie,
In calling Celia sweet and cleanly.
Now listen while he next produces
The various combs for various uses,
Filled up with dirt so closely fixt,
No brush could force a way betwixt.
A paste of composition rare,
Sweat, dandruff, powder, lead and hair;
A forehead cloth with oil upon’t
To smooth the wrinkles on her front;
Here alum flower to stop the steams,
Exhaled from sour unsavory streams,
There night-gloves made of Tripsy’s hide,
Bequeathed by Tripsy when she died,
With puppy water, beauty’s help
Distilled from Tripsy’s darling whelp;
Here gallypots and vials placed,
Some filled with washes, some with paste,
Some with pomatum, paints and slops,
And ointments good for scabby chops.
Hard by a filthy basin stands,
Fouled with the scouring of her hands;
The basin takes whatever comes
The scrapings of her teeth and gums,
A nasty compound of all hues,
For here she spits, and here she spews.
But oh! it turned poor Strephon’s bowels,
When he beheld and smelled the towels,
Begummed, bemattered, and beslimed
With dirt, and sweat, and earwax grimed.
No object Strephon’s eye escapes,
Here petticoats in frowzy heaps;
Nor be the handkerchiefs forgot
All varnished o’er with snuff and snot.
The stockings why should I expose,
Stained with the marks of stinking toes;
Or greasy coifs and pinners reeking,
Which Celia slept at least a week in?
A pair of tweezers next he found
To pluck her brows in arches round,
Or hairs that sink the forehead low,
Or on her chin like bristles grow.
The virtues we must not let pass,
Of Celia’s magnifying glass.
When frightened Strephon cast his eye on’t
It showed visage of a giant.
A glass that can to sight disclose,
The smallest worm in Celia’s nose,
And faithfully direct her nail
To squeeze it out from head to tail;
For catch it nicely by the head,
It must come out alive or dead.
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Anonymous
8/12/2025, 2:52:57 AM No.24630951
>>24630949
Why Strephon will you tell the rest?
And must you needs describe the chest?
That careless wench! no creature warn her
To move it out from yonder corner;
But leave it standing full in sight
For you to exercise your spite.
In vain the workman showed his wit
With rings and hinges counterfeit
To make it seem in this disguise
A cabinet to vulgar eyes;
For Strephon ventured to look in,
Resolved to go through thick and thin;
He lifts the lid, there needs no more,
He smelled it all the time before.
As from within Pandora’s box,
When Epimetheus op’d the locks,
A sudden universal crew
Of human evils upwards flew;
He still was comforted to find
That Hope at last remained behind;
So Strephon lifting up the lid,
To view what in the chest was hid.
The vapors flew from out the vent,
But Strephon cautious never meant
The bottom of the pan to grope,
And foul his hands in search of Hope.
O never may such vile machine
Be once in Celia’s chamber seen!
O may she better learn to keep
Those “secrets of the hoary deep!”
As mutton cutlets, prime of meat,
Which though with art you salt and beat
As laws of cookery require,
And toast them at the clearest fire;
If from adown the hopeful chops
The fat upon a cinder drops,
To stinking smoke it turns the flame
Pois’ning the flesh from whence it came,
And up exhales a greasy stench,
For which you curse the careless wench;
So things, which must not be expressed,
When plumped into the reeking chest,
Send up an excremental smell
To taint the parts from whence they fell.
The petticoats and gown perfume,
Which waft a stink round every room.
Thus finishing his grand survey,
Disgusted Strephon stole away
Repeating in his amorous fits,
Oh! Celia, Celia, Celia shits!
But Vengeance, goddess never sleeping
Soon punished Strephon for his peeping;
His foul imagination links
Each Dame he sees with all her stinks:
And, if unsavory odors fly,
Conceives a lady standing by:
All women his description fits,
And both ideas jump like wits:
But vicious fancy coupled fast,
And still appearing in contrast.
I pity wretched Strephon blind
To all the charms of female kind;
Should I the queen of love refuse,
Because she rose from stinking ooze?
To him that looks behind the scene,
Satira’s but some pocky queen.
When Celia in her glory shows,
If Strephon would but stop his nose
(Who now so impiously blasphemes
Her ointments, daubs, and paints and creams,
Her washes, slops, and every clout,
With which he makes so foul a rout)
He soon would learn to think like me,
And bless his ravished sight to see
Such order from confusion sprung,
Such gaudy tulips raised from dung.
Why Strephon will you tell the rest?
And must you needs describe the chest?
That careless wench! no creature warn her
To move it out from yonder corner;
But leave it standing full in sight
For you to exercise your spite.
In vain the workman showed his wit
With rings and hinges counterfeit
To make it seem in this disguise
A cabinet to vulgar eyes;
For Strephon ventured to look in,
Resolved to go through thick and thin;
He lifts the lid, there needs no more,
He smelled it all the time before.
As from within Pandora’s box,
When Epimetheus op’d the locks,
A sudden universal crew
Of human evils upwards flew;
He still was comforted to find
That Hope at last remained behind;
So Strephon lifting up the lid,
To view what in the chest was hid.
The vapors flew from out the vent,
But Strephon cautious never meant
The bottom of the pan to grope,
And foul his hands in search of Hope.
O never may such vile machine
Be once in Celia’s chamber seen!
O may she better learn to keep
Those “secrets of the hoary deep!”
As mutton cutlets, prime of meat,
Which though with art you salt and beat
As laws of cookery require,
And toast them at the clearest fire;
If from adown the hopeful chops
The fat upon a cinder drops,
To stinking smoke it turns the flame
Pois’ning the flesh from whence it came,
And up exhales a greasy stench,
For which you curse the careless wench;
So things, which must not be expressed,
When plumped into the reeking chest,
Send up an excremental smell
To taint the parts from whence they fell.
The petticoats and gown perfume,
Which waft a stink round every room.
Thus finishing his grand survey,
Disgusted Strephon stole away
Repeating in his amorous fits,
Oh! Celia, Celia, Celia shits!
But Vengeance, goddess never sleeping
Soon punished Strephon for his peeping;
His foul imagination links
Each Dame he sees with all her stinks:
And, if unsavory odors fly,
Conceives a lady standing by:
All women his description fits,
And both ideas jump like wits:
But vicious fancy coupled fast,
And still appearing in contrast.
I pity wretched Strephon blind
To all the charms of female kind;
Should I the queen of love refuse,
Because she rose from stinking ooze?
To him that looks behind the scene,
Satira’s but some pocky queen.
When Celia in her glory shows,
If Strephon would but stop his nose
(Who now so impiously blasphemes
Her ointments, daubs, and paints and creams,
Her washes, slops, and every clout,
With which he makes so foul a rout)
He soon would learn to think like me,
And bless his ravished sight to see
Such order from confusion sprung,
Such gaudy tulips raised from dung.
Anonymous
8/12/2025, 3:46:25 AM No.24631030
>>24630915 (OP)
the letter Ted Hughes wrote to Sylvia Plath's mom
the letter Ted Hughes wrote to Sylvia Plath's mom
Anonymous
8/12/2025, 3:53:05 AM No.24631038
Probably Kafka’s because they were strange and not just conventionally pretty
Anonymous
8/12/2025, 3:57:21 AM No.24631043
>>24630915 (OP)
I love you. You can keep that knowledge, if you care to, if it means anything to you. I didn't intend to tell you, but I've heard people say women like the idea of a hopeless love--perhaps the more hopeless, the better. So here you are--a little keepsake. A little trophy for you. Something you can show off, like this letter. When you’re old, you can bring it out for your grandchildren, ‘This was Esme’s. Or was it George? Or Tom, or Jack, or Harry?’ Never mind, it will all be forgotten, except that I told you my love when I meant not to, and you had that triumph--meagre as it was against all the others.
I love you. You can keep that knowledge, if you care to, if it means anything to you. I didn't intend to tell you, but I've heard people say women like the idea of a hopeless love--perhaps the more hopeless, the better. So here you are--a little keepsake. A little trophy for you. Something you can show off, like this letter. When you’re old, you can bring it out for your grandchildren, ‘This was Esme’s. Or was it George? Or Tom, or Jack, or Harry?’ Never mind, it will all be forgotten, except that I told you my love when I meant not to, and you had that triumph--meagre as it was against all the others.
Anonymous
8/12/2025, 4:05:27 AM No.24631051
Some girl wrote this love letter to a /mu/ anon. I saved it long ago.
Read this and suffer.
Read this and suffer.
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Anonymous
8/12/2025, 4:08:06 AM No.24631054
>>24631051
It must suck not having the IQ to see that this is obviously fake. The world must be so confusing to you
It must suck not having the IQ to see that this is obviously fake. The world must be so confusing to you
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Anonymous
8/12/2025, 4:09:42 AM No.24631056
>>24631055
Literally what you’re doing right now. Frighteningly gullible
Literally what you’re doing right now. Frighteningly gullible
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Anonymous
8/12/2025, 4:15:30 AM No.24631064
>>24631056
How that letter is fake? Teenagers write all sorts of retarded shit.
How that letter is fake? Teenagers write all sorts of retarded shit.
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Anonymous
8/12/2025, 4:20:24 AM No.24631070
Anonymous
8/12/2025, 4:25:34 AM No.24631078
>>24631064
There are multiple tells but in general it’s not how girls talk, it’s how a guy trying hard to write like a girl, down to the enby-fonted autistic attempt at a girl’s handwriting, sounds. I can go through the tells if you want:
>We can do all sorts of fun things, like eat Chinese food and swap memes and duke it out over Mario Kart and cuddle and shower and sing together and watch Ghibli movies
Pure 4chan incel fantasy. Holy heckin she’s a wholesome chungus gamer who playfights like an anime gf and watches GHIBLI??
>I want you to know that I think about you a lot—in class, in the shower, before bed, and at other… more personal times ;)
Hell yeah bro
>Here, let me sing you a little song ;)
>It’s Britney, bitch
This is a cartoonishly over-effiminate affectation. You know how trannies will often overdo the effiminacy with plushies and bright pink and pastels and girly girl songs? Because they’re AGP? Same thing. This guy’s manic anime gf is also his own repressed AGP ideal self that expresses itself in excessive girliness like Britney Spears.
There are multiple tells but in general it’s not how girls talk, it’s how a guy trying hard to write like a girl, down to the enby-fonted autistic attempt at a girl’s handwriting, sounds. I can go through the tells if you want:
>We can do all sorts of fun things, like eat Chinese food and swap memes and duke it out over Mario Kart and cuddle and shower and sing together and watch Ghibli movies
Pure 4chan incel fantasy. Holy heckin she’s a wholesome chungus gamer who playfights like an anime gf and watches GHIBLI??
>I want you to know that I think about you a lot—in class, in the shower, before bed, and at other… more personal times ;)
Hell yeah bro
>Here, let me sing you a little song ;)
>It’s Britney, bitch
This is a cartoonishly over-effiminate affectation. You know how trannies will often overdo the effiminacy with plushies and bright pink and pastels and girly girl songs? Because they’re AGP? Same thing. This guy’s manic anime gf is also his own repressed AGP ideal self that expresses itself in excessive girliness like Britney Spears.
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Anonymous
8/12/2025, 4:30:27 AM No.24631087
>>24631078
Damn, you're right.
> The world must be so confusing to you
This is also true. How do I become less retarded?
Damn, you're right.
> The world must be so confusing to you
This is also true. How do I become less retarded?
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Anonymous
8/12/2025, 4:33:43 AM No.24631090
>>24631087
Lol maybe Plato could help unironically, the way Socrates uses logic to whittle down bad faith actors could help you start thinking more discriminatingly
Lol maybe Plato could help unironically, the way Socrates uses logic to whittle down bad faith actors could help you start thinking more discriminatingly
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Anonymous
8/12/2025, 4:36:00 AM No.24631093
>>24631078
You're so fucking stupid, it's unreal. I doubt you have ever known the touch of an X/X'ed individual, you fucking loser
You're so fucking stupid, it's unreal. I doubt you have ever known the touch of an X/X'ed individual, you fucking loser
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Anonymous
8/12/2025, 4:37:20 AM No.24631096
>>24631090
>start thinking more discriminatingly
I always overthink myself into total misanthropy or delude myself into total gullibility.
>start thinking more discriminatingly
I always overthink myself into total misanthropy or delude myself into total gullibility.
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Anonymous
8/12/2025, 4:38:21 AM No.24631099
>>24631093
Damn is he wrong? I had a sneaking suspicion that he is a virgin.
Damn is he wrong? I had a sneaking suspicion that he is a virgin.
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Anonymous
8/12/2025, 4:39:17 AM No.24631101
>>24631096
The more you read in general, the clearer your thinking process will be. Trust me. I would just try to spend less time online and more in books that challenge you
The more you read in general, the clearer your thinking process will be. Trust me. I would just try to spend less time online and more in books that challenge you
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Anonymous
8/12/2025, 4:41:15 AM No.24631103
>>24631099
He is absolutely, 100% wrong and suffering such a bootyblasting hate boner that i fear for his immortal soul
He is absolutely, 100% wrong and suffering such a bootyblasting hate boner that i fear for his immortal soul
Anonymous
8/12/2025, 4:42:33 AM No.24631110
>>24631101
Are you a virgin? Have you ever received a love letter by a woman?
Are you a virgin? Have you ever received a love letter by a woman?
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Anonymous
8/12/2025, 4:43:25 AM No.24631114
>>24631110
I’m a 6’1 chad with 3 sisters and the game you’re trying to play to cope with being gullible doesn’t interest me. Read more or keep being retarded, it’s your problem.
I’m a 6’1 chad with 3 sisters and the game you’re trying to play to cope with being gullible doesn’t interest me. Read more or keep being retarded, it’s your problem.
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Anonymous
8/12/2025, 4:46:31 AM No.24631125
>>24631114
Damn I am sorry chad.
Damn I am sorry chad.
Anonymous
8/12/2025, 4:50:26 AM No.24631133
>>24631114
The less I interact with my sisters, the less I want to blow my brains out. This is the only lesson a man can learn from his sisters. Not sure what are you boasting about.
The less I interact with my sisters, the less I want to blow my brains out. This is the only lesson a man can learn from his sisters. Not sure what are you boasting about.
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Anonymous
8/12/2025, 4:54:55 AM No.24631142
>>24631133
That he fucked his sisters, lmao
That he fucked his sisters, lmao
Anonymous
8/12/2025, 5:09:20 AM No.24631169
>>24630915 (OP)
thats the troon porcelain skin or whatever
thats the troon porcelain skin or whatever
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Anonymous
8/12/2025, 5:14:24 AM No.24631177
>>24631169
Makes you want to be a little less bigoted huh
Makes you want to be a little less bigoted huh
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Anonymous
8/12/2025, 5:24:44 AM No.24631190
>>24631152
incredibly interesting
incredibly interesting
Anonymous
8/12/2025, 5:27:40 AM No.24631196
>>24631177
i guess so. i guess trans people are just that. people.
i guess so. i guess trans people are just that. people.
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Anonymous
8/12/2025, 6:57:32 AM No.24631317
>farts
>zero hits
You had an arse full of farts darling
>zero hits
You had an arse full of farts darling
Anonymous
8/12/2025, 6:59:44 AM No.24631324
>>24631114
Anyone that calls themselves a chad definitely isn't one
Anyone that calls themselves a chad definitely isn't one
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Anonymous
8/12/2025, 7:12:16 AM No.24631344
>>24631324
this. when Beowulf was going around saying, “I’m Beowulf, biggest chad in the world” he was actually a pussy the whole time. or when Achilles did the same. little did he know it was beta behavior. if anything chads are known to lack, it’s arrogance and confidence. so yeah, confirmed not chad. I am very intelligent
this. when Beowulf was going around saying, “I’m Beowulf, biggest chad in the world” he was actually a pussy the whole time. or when Achilles did the same. little did he know it was beta behavior. if anything chads are known to lack, it’s arrogance and confidence. so yeah, confirmed not chad. I am very intelligent
Anonymous
8/12/2025, 7:51:34 AM No.24631412
>>24631051
chads have it too easy
chads have it too easy
sage
8/12/2025, 8:48:03 AM No.24631478
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Anonymous
8/12/2025, 9:20:27 AM No.24631517
>>24630915 (OP)
My sweet little whorish Nora I did as you told me, you dirty little girl, and pulled myself off twice when I read your letter. I am delighted to see that you do like being fucked arseways. Yes, now I can remember that night when I fucked you for so long backwards. It was the dirtiest fucking I ever gave you, darling. My prick was stuck in you for hours, fucking in and out under your upturned rump. I felt your fat sweaty buttocks under my belly and saw your flushed face and mad eyes. At every fuck I gave you your shameless tongue came bursting out through your lips and if a gave you a bigger stronger fuck than usual, fat dirty farts came spluttering out of your backside. 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.
My sweet little whorish Nora I did as you told me, you dirty little girl, and pulled myself off twice when I read your letter. I am delighted to see that you do like being fucked arseways. Yes, now I can remember that night when I fucked you for so long backwards. It was the dirtiest fucking I ever gave you, darling. My prick was stuck in you for hours, fucking in and out under your upturned rump. I felt your fat sweaty buttocks under my belly and saw your flushed face and mad eyes. At every fuck I gave you your shameless tongue came bursting out through your lips and if a gave you a bigger stronger fuck than usual, fat dirty farts came spluttering out of your backside. 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.
Anonymous
8/12/2025, 9:47:13 AM No.24631550
Anonymous
8/12/2025, 10:03:08 AM No.24631568
>>24631541
It actually is, though. I forget their name but I've seen them posted on here a lot and I'm 80% sure they have an OnlyFans.
It actually is, though. I forget their name but I've seen them posted on here a lot and I'm 80% sure they have an OnlyFans.
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Anonymous
8/12/2025, 10:13:35 AM No.24631585
>>24631196
People that are going to hell*
People that are going to hell*
Anonymous
8/12/2025, 10:46:18 AM No.24631629
>>24631051
Call me cynical but something like this is usually a sign that you're dating a crazy bitch
Call me cynical but something like this is usually a sign that you're dating a crazy bitch
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Anonymous
8/12/2025, 11:48:51 AM No.24631703
not lit but beautiful
Anonymous
8/12/2025, 11:50:48 AM No.24631706
>“I think of the postmodern attitude as that of a man who loves a very cultivated woman and knows that he cannot say to her "I love you madly", because he knows that she knows (and that she knows he knows) that these words have already been written by Barbara Cartland. Still there is a solution. He can say "As Barbara Cartland would put it, I love you madly". At this point, having avoided false innocence, having said clearly it is no longer possible to talk innocently, he will nevertheless say what he wanted to say to the woman: that he loves her in an age of lost innocence.”
Anonymous
8/12/2025, 11:52:31 AM No.24631710
>>24631568
Sure, ok. Im not gonna argue. I just think that kind of mindset just creates more trannies. Its a vicious cycle.
Sure, ok. Im not gonna argue. I just think that kind of mindset just creates more trannies. Its a vicious cycle.
Anonymous
8/12/2025, 12:05:28 PM No.24631738
>>24631629
Dated a girl like this. She'd write me love letter that I still have. Was very possessive and paranoid about me cheating. Ended up ghosting me out of the blue after 3 years of being at my house half the week.
Dated a girl like this. She'd write me love letter that I still have. Was very possessive and paranoid about me cheating. Ended up ghosting me out of the blue after 3 years of being at my house half the week.
Anonymous
8/12/2025, 12:09:37 PM No.24631743
>>24631051
>>24631629
Dated a spoiler rich girl like this. She'd write me love letters that I still have. Was very possessive and paranoid about me cheating. She even quit her job to spend more time with me (which I recommended against). Ended up ghosting me out of the blue after 3 years of being obsessed with me. Bitches be crazy.
>>24631629
Dated a spoiler rich girl like this. She'd write me love letters that I still have. Was very possessive and paranoid about me cheating. She even quit her job to spend more time with me (which I recommended against). Ended up ghosting me out of the blue after 3 years of being obsessed with me. Bitches be crazy.
Anonymous
8/12/2025, 12:19:17 PM No.24631758
>>24631568
Porcelaingoirl, boobjob looks totally busted but that's every tranny
Porcelaingoirl, boobjob looks totally busted but that's every tranny
Anonymous
8/12/2025, 12:24:45 PM No.24631763
Anonymous
8/12/2025, 12:27:13 PM No.24631766
>>24630915 (OP)
Obvious tranny.
Obvious tranny.
Anonymous
8/12/2025, 12:31:17 PM No.24631772
>>24631048
Unironically kino. I hope this worked
Unironically kino. I hope this worked
Anonymous
8/12/2025, 12:42:24 PM No.24631793
>>24631051
Lmao, this is more fake than the sonic obama.
Lmao, this is more fake than the sonic obama.
Anonymous
8/12/2025, 2:54:06 PM No.24631975
>>24630949
The worm made me lol.
The worm made me lol.
Anonymous
8/12/2025, 2:54:18 PM No.24631976
>>24631541
It’s not hard to just reverse image search and find his porn. Unfortunately his bogged himself and is hideous now
It’s not hard to just reverse image search and find his porn. Unfortunately his bogged himself and is hideous now
Anonymous
8/12/2025, 3:44:33 PM No.24632043
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8/12/2025, 3:48:46 PM No.24632052
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8/12/2025, 3:55:20 PM No.24632060
>>24632052
I'm not into that kind of rough play
I'm not into that kind of rough play
Anonymous
8/12/2025, 4:09:20 PM No.24632079
>>24631629
>>24631051
It's a sign that she cheated on him.
It's clearly a long distance relationship, women only get this lovey dovey after they cheated, and they always cheat on long distance relationships, without exception.
Do not trust the cheating gender statistics, they are false, women cheat more than men, and lie more about it. Men will admit to it, women very rarely come clean.
>>24631051
It's a sign that she cheated on him.
It's clearly a long distance relationship, women only get this lovey dovey after they cheated, and they always cheat on long distance relationships, without exception.
Do not trust the cheating gender statistics, they are false, women cheat more than men, and lie more about it. Men will admit to it, women very rarely come clean.
Anonymous
8/13/2025, 1:13:49 AM No.24633422
>>24630915 (OP)
Story of O
It's a literal love letter from a woman to her lover which he went ahead and published.
Story of O
It's a literal love letter from a woman to her lover which he went ahead and published.