God I love the ford flex. Ever since the car set tread on the auto show stage, I instantly fell in love with the boxy and sleek proportions of the ford flex. I hung up posters in my room and had it as my wallpaper for weeks. I'd go to the ford dealer and take several pictures of the flexes in stock. However, one day my love for the flex got so immense that i just couldn't resist— whenever I saw a flex on the road or thought of one, I'd instantly become erect and started to mastrubate to that boxy beauty—l'd even go as far as fantasizing about sticking it in those wide exhaust pipes, l'll admit. My love for this beautiful piece of American engineering will always stand strong, through thick and thin.

Oh my ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ Skibidi, you think you are so sigma because of your mewing streak huh? Guess what beta, when I am hitting the griddy with my level 10 gyatt we'll know who's the true sigma. You may be Kai Cenat, ♥♥♥♥ you pay your fanum tax, I'll give you that, but don't forget that I am baby gronk, and remember, when I get my Livvy Dunne and she's jelqing me, you'll be edging to it like a soyboy, does that sound too Ohio to you? Well wasn't it Ohio too when you started looksmaxxing as if it would change the fact that you are a ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ Gooner with L. ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥. rizz. You don't like it, but I will always have the Fortnite battle pass... I. Mog. You. You do the thug shake with dat thicc cake when I tell you to. Better have some Grimace Shake to wake you up to the reality that you are just another sus NPC amogus.

This is so embarrassing but I literally have a ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ kink for trading like straight up medieval bartering type ♥♥♥♥ like the thought of like "a pound o' silk for a bucket o' milk" just turns me on for some reason that God Himself refuses to reveal to me. I can't even play Minecraft without getting hard as a ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ battering ram whilst trading emeralds for enchanting books and ♥♥♥♥. I have this distinct memory of watching this movie when I was like 13 or 14 and it took place in like medieval Europe or something and this guy was haggling for like a hand sculpted pot or some ♥♥♥♥ and I had to leave the room to ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ masturbate I felt so weird after. I think that's where it started. I wish I had a normal kink like idk piss or something idk how I'm going to explain to my future partner that I want to roleplay as a 14th century merchant . Man.

My mom will pick you up bring you back to me, you will come upstairs and see my battle station, I will show you my steam library, you will not comment on the amount of adult hentai games in my collection, you will not comment on the pissjugs or poop socks. If you require nourishment before we mate stamp your foot loudly on the floor 3 times and mother shall bring you chicken tendies. How does that sound?

TO HELL WITH ALL YOUR MASTURBATION JOKES. I'M A JERKOFF GOD. MY STROKE IS UNERRING. IN MY SINGLE CELL ARENA OF LUST I CANNOT BE FELLED. THEY CAME FOR ME WHERE I AM MOST VULNERABLE - MY STRENGTH. BUT COME ALL THEY LIKE, I WILL BE THE MAN WHO COMES LAST. THE LAST MAN ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥.

I'm an official Fortnite athlete, and I'm looking for a girlfriend.

Being a genius is difficult; not because of any intellectual challenges or anything in that vein but due to the simple fact that most people are incapable of comprehending true intelligence when presented.

To be within the top 2% of society (intellectually) requires the strongest will, the most radiant mind, and an immeasurable amount of responsibility. As such, I'm looking for an equal partner to share the burden of brilliance (as close to an equal that is possible, anyway).

Requirements to date me:

120+ IQ.

Emotional maturity

Passion and will to fight for a future with me.

Willingness to fly to my country/state after 2 months of dating (we'll live together to determine if we're romantically compatible).

If you believe you're worthy of my partnership, then, feel free to DM if you fit my requirements.