Remember when we were all kids and thought adults had it all figured out? Lmao. I just spent 20 minutes trying to find the motivation to heat up a can of soup. The microwave feels like a complex piece of alien technology some days. My only real skill is knowing exactly how to make myself cum in under two minutes flat. My brain is either screaming at me about being a worthless failure or just looping the same dumb fantasy where I'm getting railed from behind while someone tells me I'm a good girl. It's pathetic. The outside world is so loud and bright and expects things from you. In here, the only thing that expects anything is my dripping wet cunt, and honestly, she's a much easier boss to please. Back to my cave. The soup can wait.