>I won't tell anyone you hit me, anon. I still love you.
If I somehow wound up doing this I don't know what to do.
I once hit my sister, not even hard enough to leave bruises and afterwards I cried for hours and felt this terrible, empty guilt.
Is this now an Anzu thread?
>tfw no qt that wants to do full contact martial arts with me
>tfw we will never bloody each other up
>tfw never make tender love filled with little "ouch that bruise still stings" kinda yelps
>tfw she will never ask to be hit harder if you pulled punches too much
>tfw she will never ask to get slapped around during sex
>tfw we will never be in public and have white knight faggots come over accusing me of beating her
>tfw she will never laugh at them, turn to me, jab at my chest, jump on my lap and kiss me
>tfw she will never turn around after doing this and flip off the white night faggots
>Real men don't need to hit women to keep them in line.
What a fucking load of shit. Violence is the ONLY way to keep people in line. For example, I'd beat your ass for being a faggot. How else would I make you stop being a faggot? Hm? There you go. If a bitch is stupid enough to say no then she can take a trip to slap city.
>Wich ones have been deleted?
One is the "karuta roromiya" vid. If you look at her youtube channel there's only like a third of her vids left. i regret not downloading them before.
>Probably a cycle of "so many people are masturbating to me, gross", leading to deletion of videos, leading to "I wish more people paid attention to me".
Yeah you're probably right. But still, it means less income in ads.
Katya > Anzu.
She looks like a girl that was in a few of my college classes.
To my taste, pretty much 10/10 physically. Petite, thin, etc, super cute face. The girl in college was the same but she was fucking retarded dumb like a bag of hammers, holy shit.
Didn't stop me from masturbating furiously that time she wore a suit jacket and tie but no shirt underneath. Just typing it makes me hard...
You're both wrong.
No, I'm going to buy Anzu with MY lottery winnings!
>you will never see her sitting at her dressing table, trying to hide the bruises you left on her with makeup
>you will never put your hands on her shoulders
>she will never wince and tense up at your touch
>you will never tell her she looks beautiful
>you will never hear her start to cry when you leave the room
>tfw gf told me months ago she loved rough sex with me
>don't do it all the time but once every couple weeks I get mildly rough (just hard spanking, moderately tight grip around throat, etc. nothing crazy)
>tfw she's not as into me anymore and told me 2 weeks ago that the less rough, the better for her
>tfw asked her what changed and she said her sexual interests changed
and now we wait for her to leave me for Chad.
either way man. she told me she loved it after we did it. I don't want a bitch who can't just be honest with me about that kind of stuff.
>want to date women
Oh, I never have to hit people because I'm taller and stronger so they listen. If some shit eating faggot wants to give me a reason to hit them then it will be the easiest thing in the world. Words only have power if you can back them up with violence. It's why nobody listens to fucking manlets or the weak.
Ya you're pretty clearly a weak minded beta. Protip: everyone sees right past your size and straight to your tiny personality - you might just be to stupid to see how no one takes you seriously.
I once feigned kicking my dad in the balls but he stepped forward at the same time so I accidentally did and he punched me out. I came to like five minutes later where he'd left me and my dog was gnawing on my foot like I was dead and she was trying to eat me. Its funny because mt dad had literally never done anything like that before to me or anyone, he normally just puts on a deep voice and makes people incredibly uncomfortable without having to get physical. Tbh I deserved it lol, its funny in hindsight.
Just imagine those eyes looking up at you, a mix of love and fear.
She trusts you.
>p-please Anon, I hope you don't go too far this time...