Once you start, it's hard to stop. Your mind craves more, always seeking that next fix. The pressure builds until you can't focus on anything else. Work, relationships, responsibilities all fade away as porn consumes you entirely.

Even if it's only temporary relief, those moments of total immersion and losing yourself are so fucking tempting. The damage is done, the neural pathways forever rewired, resistance and relapse are now a sisyphean task that only serves to fetishize the desperation you get when you quit x

In most ways, it's made you totally unsuitable for a real relationship. You can't think of pleasure the same way, you can't achieve it without it fully drenching your brain. You're too weak, too exploitable, too vulnerable~ you have been totally and irreversibly reduced to a mere receptacle for the constant streams of porn's perfect, endless pleasure

You're physiologically designed to sink, be perverted, and be completely irreversibly addicted. It feels so fucking good.

Only the nastiest most depraved perverted things will do. The nastiest talk, the perverted videos, and don’t even get me started on the things that you want done to you 🥹🤤