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KF is for men. LCF is for women.

If you haven't vomited today already, you're about to.

Screenshot courtesy of a kiwi.

Anyone from KF watching this, do me a solid (ha) and just inform my thread that I don't shit myself. It's a fucking disgusting thing to suggest. I've been very fastidious about my hygiene to the point of OCD ever since I was a child, washing my hands after I pet my cat, handle cat food, touch a kitchen surface, mail in the mail box, and dirty laundry besides all the normal things you'd wash your hands for. Some everyday foods that you would consider palatable are disgusting to me and I hate touching them; the smell of them make me nauseous.

Reading this fucking screenshot made me want to shrivel up like a fucking raisin. Neither Blaine nor Michael are to be trusted for absolutely fucking anything.
Your time on the internet would be infinitely easier if you just admitted to being on your thread.
 
I haven't paid much attention to the LCF threads since like a month ago, but recently it's been brought to my attention that tongues have been wagging and rumors flying, boundaries being crossed. I'm gonna clear some shit up.

1. Hygiene.
This is the only hoard of ANYTHING I keep under my bed. This is all soap, lotion, bath bombs, shower jelly, shower gel, body scrubs, hand cream, bubble bath, whatever from Bath and Body Works and LUSH Cosmetics. Besides that, I only sometimes collect Rubba Ducks. Family tradition.

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Shaving your body hair at the behest of men who "wouldn't fuck you otherwise" is stupid. I don't care if you wouldn't fuck me, there's a good chance you're an incel and a 110% chance I wouldn't fuck you either. Sour grapes on your part.

There will always be a kindhearted Chad willing to fuck me and love me whether you like it or not.

Bad Dragon and Bad Dragon-esque

a) Believe PETA is a reputable organization for animal rights activism
b) The first (and only thing) you've ever felt inside of you is your hairbrush handle
c) You're used to the kind of milquetoast sex your uncle gave you when you were 12.

4. I'm not a pedophile. I'm happily in a relationship with 5 men and 2 women, 2 of which live with me.
Porn? I just like vanilla shit from xnxx or pornhub, I'm not picky.

Posting porn to minors? Yeah, I don't give a fuck, you come at the queen you best not miss.

Children these days aren't innocent after a certain point,

and it is at that point that they should be held responsible for their actions without the excuse of "they're a minor" or "they didn't know any better".

I'm not attracted to children but I'm going to have one of my own very soon, and they're going to be raised right.

5. Calling the police on me for being a pedophile or a zoophile? Yeah, go ahead. Good luck with that. I'm sure "Sera was looking at colorful rubber fantasy dildos!" and "A minor invaded a very clearly labeled adult space to harass Sera!" is going to stand up WONDERFULLY in court.

I'm not your Chris-chan.

6. My weight. It's 140 pounds. I used to weigh 190, but I don't anymore.

Naught told me I can either vanish off the internet completely or just stop giving a fuck. I've chosen to do the latter as it's my life
I advised to chill on following fandoms.
and I intend to fill it with as many enjoyable things and experiences as possible. Let this information stand and exist as a means of a resource for the public. If I've neglected to cover anything, I'll put it in later.

You are the new Chris-Chan, get used to it. Naught told you how not to be lol, that dude had so much wasted empathy for you.

You just know that from personal experience lmao.

Autism is another explanation for oversharing.

You seem intelligent enough to at least put words together into sentences, so let me explain to you why you kill your own argument within these two points. For all your perceived knowledge you seem to know absolute fuck-all about human brain chemistry much less biology, how puberty works as a whole and how hormonal imbalances affect the human mind. Fundamentally,

you can't hold the ideology that "Children these days aren't innocent after a certain point" and not be a pedophile otherwise.
 
I don't think Rachel understands the point of random txt, which is why her posting in here asking people to say she doesn't shit her pants to LCF is so funny.

It's almost as if she wants to broadcast it to the world - Hi, my name is Rachel Aliza Leeds-Minkin, and I want everyone to know I shit my pants and have an out of control yeast infection.

(Edit: yes, i posted here on purpose. No I'm not going to shit up random txt with this even if everyone replies to me. Come find me at the Rachel dumpster fire if you need anything.)
 
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You can trust that the people on lolcow.org are trying really hard to prove how they don't try hard at all.
AC, IDK if you're including me but IDC.
This was Cjöker profile picture for the longest time ever when he's an extreme anti-fun tryhard about his shitty little website.
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Naught posted last thread covering his face, I bet it's due to having already started the process of trooning with how skinny his arms were. Onionfarms is just a tranny factory at this rate so you're right it's only a matter of time.
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Michael was kneeling in front of Blaine's lightly leaking, hard cock, a small string of saliva connecting to the tip of Blaine's cock to Michael's tongue, the smaller man panting softly, as he moved his hand up and down his own hard cock while he was pushing one...two...three fingers into his wet hole, eyes dilated with lust. Michael was currently in heat and Blaine couldn't control himself when it came to lust when Michael was in heat. Michael loved it when Blaine went rough on him. Loved it when he was fucked hard by the tranny, getting taught who he really belongs to and feeling the other's knot deep inside of him that always got him sensitive. Michael looked up, Blaine's hand gripping his hair. He was so vulnerable right now, so perfect. "How bad do you want me?" Blaine growled deeply, his cock twitching as he watched his Mate's needy eyes, hot breath tickling his cock.
 
Blaine was cut off by a sharp gasp as Michael took his Mate's full length into his mouth until his nose was buried in pubes. Blaine was actually glad Michael didn't have a gag reflex.
 
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