I LOVE WOMEN

I’m already completely far gone. I’ll watch whatever porn I can find and turn regular thinfs into porn, scraping the bottom of the barrel, just so I can stroke my 6 inch dick all day. I’m not some real man who goes out and actually has sex—someone who gets pussy and ass without beggging. No. I’m exactly what I look like: a porn-rotted perv, addicted to edging myself raw until I’m limp, sore, and still unsatisfied and pleasing online mommies . And honestly? There’s nothing wrong with it… I just know I can always sink lower. There’s always room for improvement!

Instead of obsessing over only pussy, ass, or breasts—things I’ll never actually touch anyway—I should stop pretending and just broaden my whoreizons

Girls are perfect. I know that. I don’t even question it.

So of course it makes sense for me to show appreciation however I can, cause this is all I’m good for. I should be grateful for every tiny glimpse I’m allowed to see. I should edge in thanks, because that’s the closest I’ll ever get.

nails...hair...legs...pedicures...bracelts...earings...ears...nose Belly. Thighs. Back. Feet. Toes. Hands. Ears.

It doesn’t matter how small it is. I should be so desperate that anything is enough. If I can see it, I should edge to it. That’s my role as someone with my cock.

And why stop there? I should embarrass myself even more. I should get worse, needier, more pathetic, and start obsessing over her clothes too which i already do.

and this is just the items themselves

Cleavage showing tops Tight jeans or shortsBras or panties Stockings or leggings Heels or shoes...toes cleavage even!

and to build on that i should edge and be triggered by even the mere mention of those words.

heels...latex...flats...boots...doc martens

Stroke to the simplest things. Worship them. Praise them. Train myself until my body reacts to anything, because honestly… that’s all I’m really good for.

Just imagine how pathetic I’d be—walking outside and getting turned on just by seeing a girl exist

Or losing control because of some random underwear commercial, leaking like an idiot over something everyone else ignores...or a billboard about shoes.

Yeah… I really am that far gone and because im greedy instead of fighting it, I wanna just accept it—and push myself even deeper