Very rarely. I'm an introvert and generally very reserved, calm, content just minding my own business. But yesterday was bad. I was super fucking restless. Couldn't stand to be in my own skin, and something inside me *DEMANDED* that I go out and fuck shit up. I made mistakes. And was thrilled to make them. Honestly, I think part of it was quitting porn, masturbation, and not having sex since last month. I think the poison just built up and up and up until I was so sexually frustrated that my body *demanded* something be done. So I just got super restless, so much pent up energy ready to explode that I was craving any kind of adrenaline rush.
All day. 🖤
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