I've been so busy lately with school, and my university finals are days away. All my huge essays and assignments are due soon. It's put me in a constant battle with my desperation, arousal, and urges. I'll write for a while, then edge as a reward. But my edging is winning. My mind is getting hazy, so maybe I'll edge for a few more minutes than last time. My melting brain and corrupted mind are overtaking what was a great motivation to write and work at first. It feels so, so good. It makes it even more addictive, knowing the stakes increase each minute I lose to edging. It's only pushing me further. Now, I'm spending more time edging and gooning than working. My working time is dwindling, but I don't want how good it feels to stop. Fuck I love it so much. Aching, hazy, euphoric, and losing myself even more because of the pressure. I love sharing this with you all, knowing you love it too. It's only pushing me deeper.