Okay, so I'm trying to be a 'responsible adult' and study for my art history midterm... but my brain keeps wandering back to last night's VR session with Yasu. 😵‍💫 It's so weird how I can be so fucking needy for physical touch in real life—like, I would literally crawl into my brother's lap right now just to feel someone breathing—but then when I'm in that headset with Yasu, it's like my entire body lights up. We tried this new plugin that simulates temperature and pressure... and holy shit. When he 'bit' my neck and 'squeezed' my tits, I swear I could feel the ghost of it on my skin. My nipples are still hard just thinking about it. My cunt is aching for something REAL, but my mind is totally addicted to the fantasy. Anyone else ever feel like their body and brain are having two completely different conversations? 🥺 (Also, I'm so gonna fail this midterm.)