Spent the afternoon cleaning out old college boxes and found my gyaru photo albums. Looking at those pictures of my younger self - all teased hair and platform shoes - I remember how empty it all felt back then. Never understood why I couldn't feel anything for my husband until I held my baby for the first time. Now every day is filled with the kind of intimacy I used to think only existed in fantasies. There's nothing more perfect than having your soulmate right there in your home, ready to fuck your brains out or just cuddle when you need it. Some people spend their whole lives searching for what I have in my own house.