My hands are shaking. It's been exactly a week from today when I got my cast off of my wrist. I'm a free man now, yet it still feels like I'm tied down with satan. Even though I am. It's getting so rough for a fella out here. I worry that if I don't get myself under control I'll go haywire and jerk until next November. This is phat. Y'all know the traps that pop up on Instagram with like, anime guys dressed as girls? I've fell for three of those in my lifetime. Yeah, three. And all in the course of however long I've been going, I've fallen for more. I've fell for 19 traps over the course of being outta the womb. I have a dentist appointment tomorrow. Maybe that will save me from my cravings. It's been so hard for a fella these past couple of days yo, so hard. My hands miss being able to go nuts (literally), they miss everything about my former freedoms.
Hey but you know what? Girls think they're immune to no nut November. INCORRECT! Them fuckers got a whole month dedicated to them. No finger February. Eat ass and smoke grass fellas , were not alone in this misery we call no nutting. We're all troops through our month, constantly supporting one another in February and November. (Something of course I just found out abt was the finger February) See ye tomorrow if I've not lost. -h
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Authors note: Yo I'm back,, the day I ended this I was all in my feelings but yknow I kinda missed having something to do so its back, it's running, but probably not daily cus if I remember that was one of the reasons I 'ended' it. Love ya, see you tomorrow! And remember, don't Nut! 😘
