So horny and lonely and at that point in my cycle that I’m wishing I was straight because then I could find some dude and get my brains fucked out and it would be easier than finding the apparently hyper-rare as fuck lesbian in a small mountain town but then remember that I have an endocrine disorder that makes men’s fragile masculinity turn violent and I’ll end up dead in a bush at the edge of the parking lot just because I wanted to feel something when all I really want to feel is a sense of safe vulnerability against the curvy fat of a woman’s soft skin while her hands are on me making me beg and why does everything have to suck so bad.