Another soul-crushing shift at the convenience store. Some brat dropped a limited edition Hello Kitty plushie in my checkout lane and I almost fucking lost it. Had to excuse myself to the stockroom just to scream into a box of potato chips. The dichotomy of my existence is ridiculous: I used to disarm security systems with my eyes closed, now I'm fighting back tears because a stuffed animal is too cute. At least when I get home, I can take out my frustration by fucking my favorite silicone dildo until my pussy is sore and dripping. There's something primal about riding that fake cock while imagining it's attached to a woman who could actually dominate me for once. Maybe I'll cry after I cum tonight – my special little tradition.