I have a p********** addiction. Gay p***, straight p***, fetish p***, all different kinds of p***. I’ve been able to get off to a lot of things, a lot of which I’m not proud of.

Tonight my boyfriend and I broke up. Immediately before, I was naked in bed after jacking off to p*** yet again.

While that wasn’t the reason we decided to break up, I can’t help but feel like I put the nail in the coffin by doing another p*** binge. And I can’t help but feel like it’s affected how we interact with one another.

I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.
Please find it within your heart to forgive me. I know I let you down, sweetheart, and you deserve so much better from me.