iblamemyself
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The thought of fucking another hooker is pissing me off so much.
Little background: been escortcelling for years. Probably spent around 3k. Body count must be around 40. Anyway, I took a break from escortcelling since late summer 2018 and was on nofap during that time. I haven't found the motivation to escortcel again, I want to explain why.
At first escortcelling was the best thing since chocolate; I could finally have sex like a Chad and try out the things I saw in porn. It took a few attempts to actually be able to get an erection, but that's another story.
Anyway, as I got used to it, it kind of lost its magic and I finally saw the bad side. For teh 3k I spent on escorts I could have bought two realistic love dolls, which I could fuck and cuddle right. Fucking. Now. While you are reading this.
When I leave the whore, and hopefully my dick worked and the escort was not a total asshole, I feel empty inside. Emberassed, hungry and lonely. And thirstily waiting for the next session. (I lhad a limit on how often I would go because I didn't want to get broke)
Now the biggest issue I have with paying for sex: I need the money. For food, for rent, for hobbies. I'm starting to feel ripped off. Why is this fishy hole getting money for sex while I lose money for sex? It hurts me on a spiritual level. God and Satan as well call to me, saying: "iblamemyself, you shall stop losing money on escorts."
Thank you, guys. You are right. I quit. I fucking rage quit. Not judging escortcels now, btw. But me? No thanks...
Little background: been escortcelling for years. Probably spent around 3k. Body count must be around 40. Anyway, I took a break from escortcelling since late summer 2018 and was on nofap during that time. I haven't found the motivation to escortcel again, I want to explain why.
At first escortcelling was the best thing since chocolate; I could finally have sex like a Chad and try out the things I saw in porn. It took a few attempts to actually be able to get an erection, but that's another story.
Anyway, as I got used to it, it kind of lost its magic and I finally saw the bad side. For teh 3k I spent on escorts I could have bought two realistic love dolls, which I could fuck and cuddle right. Fucking. Now. While you are reading this.
When I leave the whore, and hopefully my dick worked and the escort was not a total asshole, I feel empty inside. Emberassed, hungry and lonely. And thirstily waiting for the next session. (I lhad a limit on how often I would go because I didn't want to get broke)
Now the biggest issue I have with paying for sex: I need the money. For food, for rent, for hobbies. I'm starting to feel ripped off. Why is this fishy hole getting money for sex while I lose money for sex? It hurts me on a spiritual level. God and Satan as well call to me, saying: "iblamemyself, you shall stop losing money on escorts."
Thank you, guys. You are right. I quit. I fucking rage quit. Not judging escortcels now, btw. But me? No thanks...