I... I fucking relapsed. I spent way too many hours staring... Staring and stroking... To chats from women who knew exactly what they were doing...

And images of all kinds.

I have a huge addiction to losing myself in women who love perfecting their aesthetic. They make heads turn. Whether it's goth, punk, bimbo, egirls, or anything in between... I find myself dragging my eyes over every inch... And stroking. Paying attention to every detail. The way her eye shadow compliments her nails. The way her leggings hug her curves and lead to her waist. The way her lips are lined to create a bold shape with sharp ends. The way those same lips shimmer with her gloss. The way her earrings match her necklace. The way her contour brings out her cheekbones. The way her eyebrows are perfectly shaped to seduce. The way her eye liner wings drag your gaze into hers. The way her heels push out her assets. The way her curls hang and frame her face. God... I can go on and on.

I can't stop thinking about them. I can't stop complimenting them. I don't know what to do...

Do I go even deeper? Do I find more women to give endless praise to? Do I go into detail with every aspect of their look and outfit and fill them up with confidence as I stand at attention... For hours on end?

What do I do? I'm addicted to feeding women compliment after compliment as they ask for more and more and more...

I just want to keep giving... I just want to make them happy... I just want to watch them smile... And stroke to their happiness. Their smiles are addicting... And stroking while staring right into them definitely won't help my cause.

Am I... Am I doomed?