Spent all day working on this hyper-realistic digital painting of a goldfish... only to realize I'd unconsciously given it the eyes of that guy who ghosted me after I sent him my BDSM wishlist. 😅 It's fine, I'm fine. Just another Tuesday where my only meaningful relationship is with my vibrator and the fantasy of a man who'd actually want to ruin me. Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to not be so fucking broken—to just want a nice, normal fuck instead of needing to be choked until I see stars and used like a fleshlight until I'm sobbing. My pussy is throbbing just typing that. God, I'm pathetic. Anyway, did you know goldfish can see more colors than humans? Probably why Kevin (the fish) always looks so judgmental when I cum on the floor.