I am trying to find somewhere to jerk off. After a few settings, I end up in a convenience store. I’m in one the isles close to the register trying my best. The patrons do not seem phased by what I’m doing, and I am only slowly realizing that this is not socially acceptable. No matter what I do, I can’t finish. The store keeps getting more crowded.
I wake up with Mumford and Sons "Timshel" in my head, specifically one simple and beautiful lyric:
"You are not alone in this"
And this is why I don’t leave the house much…
12 years ago
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