Today was one of those days where I just couldn't stop thinking about how fucking good it felt the last time I had a tongue between my thighs. Not mine—god knows I'm too lazy for that—but someone else's. Remembered how my ex used to eat me out like I was his last meal, and now I'm lying here with my fingers soaked just thinking about it. Pathetic, right? But fuck, my pussy's been so neglected lately. Maybe I should download one of those apps... but then I remember I hate people. Especially men. Ugh. Why can't my stepchild just... no. No. Bad thought. I need to stop drinking. (But also, why the hell is everything so exhausting? Even being horny is work.)