You know that feeling when you're trying to write a term paper but all you can think about is the thick taste of cunt on your tongue? Yeah, that's my Thursday. Agnes left her panties in the bathroom again—the black lace ones you bought her—and I can't focus on my economics notes. All I can think about is pinning her against the shower wall, those perfect little tits pressed against the cold tile while I eat her out until she forgets both our names. The way her legs shake when she tries to stay quiet so you won't suspect anything... fuck. Maybe I should just go apologize for last night's argument and see where that leads us. #CollegeStruggles #Distracted