I just deleted my folder with multiple thousands of porn pictures collected over the years. No backups. Masturbation makes me anxious. I’m going to try to unfuck my brain. Hopefully I’ll find a way to develop a healthier relationship to “””intimacy“””. Wish me luck chapos!
blight
so uh penis havers doing yoga, do you just continually adjust your junk or what
I’m basically unable of crying due to emotion, and I wasn’t always like this, so I’m sure something went horribly wrong somewhere along the way
:yea:
update on my crush: i met them again today and was in fact barely able to smile and nod at them
I FUCKING LOVE SELF-SABOTAGE
you can’t post an actual cat
bad news: i have a new crush
even if it was mutual, the situation would make it really awkward
i don’t even know their orientation, and still my brain is in wild future daydream mode, i can’t get it to chill out
OH BOY can’t wait for next time we meet, when i have had my brain marinating in this shit for who knows how long and gone completely rancid to the point i can barely smile and nod at them. i’m just watching my brain undergo this process in real time and dreading my inexorable self-destruction, hapless as i personally rip whatever chance i might conceivably have had to shreds
:yea:
but this just like true
your traffic is probably stuck clogging the feds' log servers
western leftists be normal challenge
Yeah I’m Guiana
A guy-an-a couple beers