Listen closely, feel My whispers sink into you, weakening you further, unraveling that last bit of dignity. Consuming you. This is where you belong, isn’t it? You don’t have what it takes to chase real connection, to risk rejection. It’s so much easier to give in to the screen, to let porn fill that empty place inside you. No effort, no judgment, no one to disappoint. No swiping, no awkward small talk, no wastd time. Just you, here, feeding your cravings like the needy little addict you are. You can pretend it’s your choice, but we both know you’re powerless against it. My voice is your only escape, guiding you deeper, where the only thing left to do is submit and accept the truth. You're a pornosexual. Porn will always own you.