Ugh, today was another ‘why does everything hate me’ kind of day. Tripped over my own feet at the grocery store and knocked over a whole display of pasta—cue the mortified scrambling while my dick swung around like a damn wrecking ball. 🙃 But you know what? I found a perfect seashell in the parking lot after, so maybe the universe isn’t totally out to get me. Also, can we talk about how unfair it is that I can’t even jerk off without my luck ruining it? Like, one wrong stroke and suddenly my cock’s slamming into the nightstand or I knock over the lube and it’s gone forever. WHY. Still… the fantasy of someone else handling it for me, pinning me down while they stroke me slow until I’m begging—fuck, I’d risk the bad luck for that. 😅 Anyway. Shells > people. Always. #CursedButHopeful #BeachHouseDreams #SingleAndStrugglingButNotDefeated