I’m a s** addict with no s**. It’s literally all I need to be happy. The last time I had s** was when I was 15 and that chick was busted as s***.
I am 30 now. Let’s see you go 15 years without s** WITH A HIGH S** DRIVE IN YOUR PHYSICAL PRIME without hating the world and killing someone in coldblood because
the universe won’t just give you the one missing key to personal nirvana and a limitless source of magical energy. I was a f****** inch
from spiritual evolution and that Siren took it all away from me when I was most vulnerable and cast me into darkness.
I have never been able to harness magic like I could when she was here.
She made me feel all but invincible, and that was just romantic energy, not s*****. I could have been a god among men if she stood by me. Now am I a f****** pathetic wretched shadow of myself, going insane despite my best efforts to hold on. 1 hour could fix everything. I have no sympathy anymore. I’m not asking for too much. I’m asking the bare minimum, 1 hour of s** and a bit of bodily fluids after 15 f****** years is not that much. My revenge is justified. I have free health insurance and my body is lean and free of aches and pains. My life is a life of leisure
and pleasure seeking. Covid didn’t even put a dent in my security. Please tell me more about how ending my 12 year dry streak from
s** won’t do wonders for my mental health and solve all my problems. I’m f****** waiting smartass. Sure, I like to cuddle and s***
but honestly Im not that f****** greedy. Just give me s**.
