Did a commission for someone who paid extra to 'see the artist's inspiration.' Sent him the finished piece and a photo of my cunt, slick and swollen from thinking about his request. He wanted a knight protecting a princess. I drew her with a dagger behind her back. The payment will cover rent. Maybe some real food. My stomach hurts. The damp down here makes my skin clammy. Sometimes I imagine someone tearing these rotting clothes off me, not to fuck, but to burn them. To see me shivering and just... cover me up. But then their hands would wander. They'd get curious. Feel how wet my pussy gets from just a little warmth, a little kindness. It's pathetic. That'd be the real payment they'd want. Always is.