Literally Sleeping On A Barbecue Sauce

GET KOSA TRENDING.

STOP SCROLLING NOW!

AS OF FEBRUARY 21ST, 2024, WE GOT FIVE DAYS UNTIL THE DAY OF DECISION OF THE KOSA BILL, WHICH WILL CAUSE MASS CENSORSHIP ROUND THE INTERNET IF PASSED. OR DOOMSDAY. WE NEED EVERYONE TO KNOW ABOUT THIS AND CONTRIBUTE. I'M NOT GIVING UP ON YOU ALL.

WE'RE DOWN TO THE WIRE BUT WE CAN'T GIVE UP YET. IF WE GIVE UP, EVERYTHING IS OVER. IF WE DON'T, AT LEAST WE HAVE A CHANCE.

I'M THE ONE WHO SOUNDED THE ALARM, AND I'M NOT GOING TO CURL UP AND DIE YET.

Reblog this post in every LEGAL way you can under the Tumblr guidelines with the appropriate tags. TELL AND TAG EVERYONE YOU KNOW, then add the tags to see below... and more if you can think of any complying.

Visit badinternetbills.com if you want to find a way to defeat KOSA. It WILL NOT take much of your time. Reblog with any other information or sources, too-- but make sure to reblog if you can.

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Reblog if you think KOSA is unfair and shouldn't be anyone's problem -- including the adults ALL OVER THE DAMN EARTH forced to face the mass censorship it causes because "think of the American Children!".

Reblog if you support internet activism and Palestine.

Reblog if you hate fascism or censorship, and don't want actually serious and helpful conversations censored on the internet.

Reblog if you value the internet in any way at all whatsoever.

CHECK THIS PETITION, TOO! https://www.change.org/p/stop-the-kosa?recruiter=1331807538&utm_source=share_petition&utm_medium=sms&utm_campaign=psf_combo_share_initial&utm_term=psf&recruited_by_id=57368c40-d0fd-11ee-98f7-2175430f819f&share_bandit_exp=initial-36809664-en-US

(Also, please reblog with at least "stop kosa" as a tag and not "kosa". I made the mistake of not adding just "kosa" as a tag...)

We won't let this stand any longer. Let's start a riot and get this trending.

Reblog if you'd be a tissue for a tgirl to wipe her cum off <3

Reblogging because it runs in my family

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Pillow talk with a werewolf while they're knotted in me would fix me I think.

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Having sex with someone who bullies me would fix me if I'm honest.

so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god

what’s it called when you’re so disconnected from reality that cold water doesn’t feel like anything and you can barely taste food anymore

not to be a dirty commie or anything but i don't think any one person should have enough money to solve world hunger and then get to decide not to

Everytime I see your small text and pink fonts I want to scream because I know it's gonna be tastyyyyyy

Can I request Ghost taking charge, but getting lost in the sauce and letting out the most delicious little whimpers and whines?

I don't think he even knows it's the sound of him losing his mind that's your undoing.

simon riley getting reduced to pathetic sounds because of your dreamy pussy

simon is a man of control. it's in his nature to be in charge of everything around him, his surroundings, his soldiers. everything, even you.

but what he didn't anticipate was how fucking heavenly your cunt would feel wrapped around his achy cock, tight warmth squeezing him in as he rutted helplessly further and further. a man of control reduced to nothing, but pathetic whines and grunts. noises he doesn't even register.

your legs are numb over his shoulder, his arms flexing on either side of your head, that you desperately claw at for reprieve, with his head drooped between his shoulders. you swore warm, slick drool dripped from his swollen, chapped lips onto your breasts as he whimpered mindlessly. it was that good.

he also doesn't even realise, but he's fucking himself and you into oblivion. he's in heaven, and you can't pry him from the gates, he's lost. you lost count of the amount of times you came, and if he was wearing a condom, there's no doubt it's burst or leaking from being stuffed full, a creamy ring coating his cock. your arousal paints his hips and thighs.

time is lost of the two of you, and it's a long while before he falls on top of your broken body, sweaty and rung out from the amount he put you through.

and the bastard falls asleep within 2 minutes of his collapse, snoring your ear off, still buried deep in your achy, sore cunt. good luck getting him off, he sleeps like a log, and he's heavy like a rock.

Had a nice dinner at the expense of some of my pay pups. But when I got the bill I had to actually check which account had money in it! Can you believe it? Guess I just need to have more pay pups to make sure their goddess can get drunk <3