Maybe I just need rest.

I paced around the house, fuming for a bit, but then I realized maybe life isn’t so bad. I made some popcorn and watched TV. But I felt sluggish and went for a run, then I decided to treat myself and took a long bath. After that I read a few chapters of a book.

The time flew and I glanced at the clock, it was 5pm, Tyler would be home soon, and like clock work I felt myself in the mood to masturbate. I opened the laptop and wondered to myself “should I just be content? Try to be happy with Tyler and pleasure myself while he’s not looking.” I looked at the door and continued thinking “or should I actually do something and live!”