I woke up to the urge

Yes, use that hand.

What the ?!?!… really ?!? Use the hand !!! Very helpful !!! What kind of a friend are you?!

your ink poignantly expresses emotional attachment to a person and longing for intimacy with them. Creatively use the topic of masturbation to emphasize the strength of your desire and lust for that person.

You got that right. Masturbation is the ultimate love and desire for a person .. you love them even when they’re not close …

Well, I don't know  what to comment...
I like the rhyme,... it is dynamic...
... But,... What else can I comment?...
OK, OK,...
If romantic and/or erotic dreams  are not enough...
... just masturbate and write poems...

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I like your take on things … when are romantic and erotic dreams ever enough?!… well back to writing poems and masturbating of course

You're welcome.

Someone's getting you waking up clutching yourself....

Your urge gives me the urge...thanks. Hugs and love, Oral

Love me like you touch me like you

I remember this song to reading your heart touching writing ✍🏻😋

we have thin walls here and everyone is always listening for evidence I'm breaking and delusional so they can join in a game of throw the ptsd victim and after 2008 and they squeezed until I snapped and went crazy he lit a trash can of fire lying to the sheriffs and saying I did someone co signed it and it was over treated like a criminal they through me in the psych ward... and attacked my life with withdrawing me from methadone cold and shooting me up with every medical restraint they had one of them causing known permanent brain and memory damage...I've always accepted less than after my mom rejected me and so did my step mom...after one by one all the sisters and the men stabbed me in the back and standing up for him a man who is extremely manipulative and careful I still love him and see your games poor so and so that evil witch I was attacked cruelly in fresno he pressed on my pressure points and abandoned me I was angry at god and was spiritually attacked now I see Luce in all of you playing a bullying game and I wait for Him and His justice not mine it may be a long one....so feel sorry for the one who makes all of you feel so special... I am trapped by a broken heart and mind I am loyal tried and true after twenty five years he feeds you my pain that's what gets you off and you pity fuck him claiming it's real love good luck with that kind of love for a man like this...since 2009 I've been keep a diary my anxiety was crippling my delusion strong my brain altered you are all culpable for being bullies... thank you to those who have awaken to my plight... to the rest of you God knows your intent.