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I'm almost gay dead.

and wanna g4g

https://kovaze.com/shopping/148

For responses from men I’m flirting with. Like pay attention to me now.

consistent at words & weightlifting. Help me out.

how y'all doin...........

were decided based upon availability of the players. Yes, we could have divied up the days that we did the events, but to us it did make sense to do them all in one day. Unfortunately, availabilities did not align for most to really have cast switch ups as much as we would like. The amount of participants we got as well factors into this. There's only 1 person playing frenzy per team. With 22 teams, it's just very likely the casts are going to be very similar as well. We appreciate all feedback on the Kovaze Olympics, this is our very first BIG event on the website, so we will take everything in, and consider more for next time. Thank you, Events Team Kemi.

How are y’all

Justini. Goodnight everyone <3

https://kovaze.com/blog/34932

thoughts? https://kovaze.com/designs?filter=designer&period=all&designer=Kemi

I do fear that because of what happened tonight the raffle will be changed forever.

that would be so funny

i hope this is enough.

https://kovaze.com/shopping/148

His eyes genuinely scare me, and I don’t even know how to explain it without sounding dramatic. It’s not like they’re “weird” or anything on the surface—it’s the intensity. When he looks at me it feels way too direct, like he’s staring straight through me instead of just at me, and it makes my stomach drop a little every time. I’ll catch his gaze for a second and instantly want to look away, because it’s like there’s something cold and unreadable sitting behind them, like he’s thinking ten steps ahead or judging every tiny thing I do without saying a word. What freaks me out most is how calm he is while doing it. He can be standing there looking completely normal, even talking like nothing’s wrong, but his eyes don’t match the vibe at all—they stay dark, focused, and almost too still. It makes me feel on edge, like I’m being watched or sized up, and I hate the feeling of not knowing what he’s thinking. It’s that kind of look where you start second-guessing yourself for no reason, like “am I doing something wrong?” or “did I miss something?” and suddenly I’m hyper-aware of everything. I don’t know if he means to come across like that, but it’s real—his eyes make me uneasy in a way I can’t just laugh off.

i just want a big beefy bald bearded man to hold me while naked and tell me im a good boy.