You ever just sit in the library trying to study, but your stupid fucking curse turns every innocent ‘shh’ into some librarian’s breathy moan in your ear? Or is that just me? Three hours in and I’ve underlined exactly nothing because all my brain wants to do is imagine getting bent over the stacks with some rando’s cock splitting my cunt open while the Dewey Decimal System judges me. Thanks, universe. Real subtle. Also, PSA: if you see some twitchy girl speed-walking to the bathroom with her thighs glued together, mind your business. I’m not ‘cute and flustered’—I’m this close to rubbing one out in a fucking handicap stall. The demonic equivalent of ‘hangry’ is a problem. 🔥📚