Years of fapping to hentai has reduced me to an empty husk. I lay awake thinking about what it must be like to have a normal penis, only to realize that normality is so far beyond my reach that I can no longer picture it. Sometimes I cry myself to sleep, wondering why not a single drip will fall from the end of my crippled member. In public I can only feel shame, knowing that those around me have fapped many times and continue to rise each time, while my penis lays shriveled and defeated in the dark confines of my underwear. My inferiority is a tumor on my mental state, eating away at me as I long for a life where I can maintain just a small piece of an erection. Each time I have to remove my clothes I'm forced to stare down at the pitiful mess that is my broken penis, and I can only think back to the times where it was functional. My relationship life has been torn away by this; the chance to present my pristine member to a female was stripped away from me by my own foolishness before I could ever get a chance to find love. My life is a dark and hollow entity devoid of emotion, driven only by the unending desire to fap to more hentai. Each day I wake up to the cruel realization that I am once again without the soft warmth of a loving anime wife, and each night I return to my lonely bed, knowing that I am the only creature that will ever lie in it.
Perhaps one of the worst parts of this miserable existence is knowing that most of the world functions normally, totally blind to the pain that I am enduring. While other people live their daily lives, I live a life of pain and anxiety with no hope in sight. My mind has long since lost the ability to hold normal thoughts, and instead fixates constantly on my empty testicles and the thought of the endless amounts of hentai I have yet to watch. When I close my eyes I see anime breasts swaying gently, taunting me from the recesses of my mind. While my brain holds onto these thoughts, I know deep down that they are mere fantasy, an illusion that will never enter my reality. Sometimes I suffocate myself with my own pillow, imagining for a brief moment that it is the generous bust of a gorgeous anime girl guiding me to true comfort. When I lie down I imagine the surface beneath me as an inviting pair of thighs cradling my head. I have lost the ability to speak to other humans. When I open my mouth the only noises I can create are the sounds I've heard in past anime, sounds that my brain endlessly loops to the point of inducing insanity. I try to focus on living and moving forward, but my mental state has deteriorated to the point where normal daily experiences are meaningless to me.
In short, it's over; happiness is unrealistic and my mind is only capable of processing hentai and desperate desire to be released from this nightmare.
Perhaps one of the worst parts of this miserable existence is knowing that most of the world functions normally, totally blind to the pain that I am enduring. While other people live their daily lives, I live a life of pain and anxiety with no hope in sight. My mind has long since lost the ability to hold normal thoughts, and instead fixates constantly on my empty testicles and the thought of the endless amounts of hentai I have yet to watch. When I close my eyes I see anime breasts swaying gently, taunting me from the recesses of my mind. While my brain holds onto these thoughts, I know deep down that they are mere fantasy, an illusion that will never enter my reality. Sometimes I suffocate myself with my own pillow, imagining for a brief moment that it is the generous bust of a gorgeous anime girl guiding me to true comfort. When I lie down I imagine the surface beneath me as an inviting pair of thighs cradling my head. I have lost the ability to speak to other humans. When I open my mouth the only noises I can create are the sounds I've heard in past anime, sounds that my brain endlessly loops to the point of inducing insanity. I try to focus on living and moving forward, but my mental state has deteriorated to the point where normal daily experiences are meaningless to me.
In short, it's over; happiness is unrealistic and my mind is only capable of processing hentai and desperate desire to be released from this nightmare.
