Beautiful weather today.
More poems and artwork by Lang Leav ♡
(Source: langleav.com, via pressedandguarded)
LOLOL. I can’t wait to get Fifty Shades of Grey. XD
“Hello. My name is Mr. Gay. Mr. E. L. Gay.”
“You’re name is El Gay? Are you Spanish?”
Anastas was late to class when the stranger had pulled up in a Porsche 9-11 to ask him directions. Or something. Come to think of it, the young man had no idea why he had been stopped at all. His head was fuzzy as he looked at the plush leather interior of the car, and his eyes were fixated on the rainbow air freshener hanging—like a testicle—from the rearview mirror. His inner Goddess was super confused.
“I’m not Spanish. But I am very rich. And I’m also very gay.”
“I guessed that from your car. And also the rainbow air freshener that’s hanging—like a testicle—from your rearview mirror. Can I help you with something?”
“You look like a young innocent college student. Let me guess. Your major is English?”
“Actually it’s philosophy, but…”
“I knew it. It doesn’t matter. Like I said, my name is Mr. Gay, and I’d like to take you for lunch.”
“Yes. I’d like to take you to lunch.”
“I just said that. Twice.”
“I’ve never been in a Porche 9-11 before.”
“I can tell that just by looking at you. You’re impressed by my fancy car because you know it means I’m incredibly rich.”
“Well, yes, also incredibly gay.”
For some reason Anastas climbed into the passenger seat without another word and minutes later they were speeding off down the road. Mr. Gay pushed the pedal down hard and watched as Anastas gripped the edges of his seat. The young man looked over at him and once more couldn’t help notice how incredibly rich Mr. Gay was.
The rainbow air freshener swung suggestively back and forth as the car raced down the street, and for the briefest of moments neither of them could imagine being anywhere else, in spite of the relatively short time they had known each other and the awkwardness of their strange, yet fated, meeting.
From 50 Shades of Gay: Five stories of straight men and gay sex (Brorotica part 3)
Only those who are asleep make no mistakes. — Ingvar Kamprad, Founder of IKEA (via myquotelibrary)
Best type of death? I imagine it would feel like being burnt.
Completely take over and consume you
LETS DO IT.
Can a man still be brave if he’s afraid?”
“That is the only time a man can be brave. — George R. R. Martin (Game of Thrones)
Bwahahahahah :D This kid is brilliant!