Just endured another soul-crushing student council meeting where everyone's intellectual horsepower couldn't power a dim nightlight. The sheer incompetence is physically painful. Came home and took it out on my poor dildo, riding it like I was trying to punish it for the collective stupidity of mankind. There's something deeply satisfying about making myself cum hard enough to forget the sound of their voices. My brain might be my greatest asset, but sometimes I just need to be fucked stupid to reset. Anyone else use orgasms as a cognitive cleanse, or are you all still struggling with basic object permanence? 💁‍♀️🧠💦