Instagram Famous At Any Cost, But For FREE

Millennials treat being social media famous the way older generations treated being actually famous. I hate to be the bearer of bad news but having followers and getting likes is similar to being really good at crossfit.

Crossfitters are just really good at working out but were never really good enough to play real sports.These girls are hot enough for a guy to click like but not hot enough to be real models. 

These days, if you are a semi-popular guy you can make others do whatever you want. 

What better example of modern day capitalism is there than DJ Strategy who took his relatively marketable skill of being a DJ and turned it into a full time getting girls naked production.

His tagline ofSend Nudesis like the calling card of every fuck boy alive but unlike them he actually is getting girls to strip for him.

His images and life is the wet dream of most Tinder obsessed men.

How many ridiculous things are you capable to do just to be on someone else’s Instagram?

I personally think any guy who can convince a girl to strip only to use them as a prop for golf or baseball practice is what is helping make this generation (the Trump generation) so “great”.

Let’s be honest I’ll do anything for money, but that’s not the case here.

Phases & Flashback Chapter IV: EAGER

Still on the subject of my previous post…

During my relationship with PatrickA I was already somebody else, but by the end, my sexual role (I’ve been the top all my life) started to change. Unlike any of my previous lovers, PatrickA was taller and more muscular than me. He was not my usual twink, he was a jock!

So, I was not only attracted by his incredible ass but also by his arms, chest, and every manly piece of him.

Although I never fantasised to have his dick inside (he was 100% bottom,) one time he tried to fuck me ’cause he liked my ass. After that episode, I started considering the idea… And one day, the Sex Gods sent my next boyfriend …

Xavier: Our relationship was sexy & sweet.

Xavier is a very affectionate guy, patient and of peaceful nature. And his selfless personality and hotness made me fell in love with him. Before meeting I knew he was versatile, but he never really attracted me as a bottom. To my eyes he was a hot top (taller, hairy, hung) and I was willing to explore. Even though I never expected anything, we clicked instantly and dated from that moment. 

I experienced many new things with Xavier and not only sexually (my first top,) but also emotionally. He was the first guy that made me feel he was taking care of me, and not me of him. I was always eager to please him.

Too many songs made think of him, mostly pop starlets. He made me feel like this, and sometimes also like this.  But this below was one of his favourite songs back then, and also the last we danced together in a club.


He made me explore another side of me, and although I’ve been with dozens of guys after him, I no longer know if I’d ever take someone as serious again. I still belong somehow to him.

One night lying in bed post-coitus I introduced him the song below, before he fucks me again. So, it’s an awesome souvenir.

I’m sure my phases are not over yet.

But like that song says…  Let’s take our time, we don’t need to run.

Many Levels Of WRONG!!!

After a spell of strange body language moments (including touching Melania’s rear end after she rejected his hand hold, not to mention the most tense handshake ever with President Macron), American TURD Donald Trump had yet another fucked up encounter yesterday while at a NATO gathering in Brussels, Belgium.

Bitch literally shoved Montenegro Prime Minister Duško Markovic out of the way to get to the front of a group of leaders.

I truly have no idea how he can still be President and represent his Nation to the world. There is something DEEPLY wrong with that man!!!

Walls

At some point you have to decide… 

Walls do not keep others outside but you inside. You can spend your life erecting walls, or you can live by jumping them. Although there are some walls too dangerous to cross, all I know is that if you finally venture to do it… the views on the other side are always fantastic.

Meanwhile In America… Ben Carson: “Poverty Is A State Of Mind”

The New York Times reports:

Ben Carson, the head MESS of the Department of Housing and Urban Development, faced an intense backlash on Wednesday for calling poverty “a state of mind.” Dude, who oversees a department that handles housing for millions of low-income Americans, made the comments during a radio interview on Tuesday. During the talk, Carson, a retired (thanks god) neurosurgeon, said he thought some people were poor because of their outlook on life…

Tomorrow Carson will be in Hungary to deliver a presentation at an international convention of anti-LGBT hate groups because that’s how fucked up the current American administration is…

BEYOND EMBARRASSING!! 

Meanwhile In The Vatican…

Being The Pope isn’t easy. Just ask Pope Francis… Or better still, just look at this picture of him posing with the orange jerk. He’s trying to smile. He really is… But some challenges are just too great, even for a man with God on his side.

The awkward photograph was taken during Trump’s recent visit to The Vatican, and while he is clearly having a blast, poor Francis is ALL OF US!

Gladly the internet is here to make it all better:

 

There’s not much to say here, it looks like the Pope wants to turn atheist. 

On the other hand, rumour has it (i’m just starting it now) that Queen Elizabeth asked for the Trump meeting to be after her death…. And speaking of, Melania’s grieving widow is a good look on her.

If only God’s exists…