Queen Aubrey

There’s a reason you love humiliation. You know you’re unworthy. Defective. Stupid. Odd. Not even human. This is where you belong. Goon as much as possible. Pay as much as possible.

🌊 Floods you can’t handle 🌊 💦 Group boutine ambush 💦 PHAT booty built for 🌽 💦 Gorgeous flip offs 💦 Virgin contempt Time to get wiped out 🍭

To a “normie” observing your hidden life through a fresh lens, it would look like a methodical exercise in psychological self destruction. You trick yourself into thinking this is contained. Separate. Fine so long as it remains secret. You’re blind. A frog in boiling water.

Not everyone is doing NNN. Completion strokes for some folks Having “J” finish 3x a day, very strict routine: AM: Pray to Katie, write lines, worship puddle 5-6: Pray to Sophie and Faith, lines, puddle 9-12 window: 🥜 slaps, free choice, puddle, swallow 🤤

“I was thinking of the last time you fvcked me and I couldn’t stop stroking” Super original. Get on with it 🙄

“Evidence over affirmation” Affirmations are great. But reviewing the facts is better iPhone storage 💋 Screen time 💋 Search history 💋 Academic achievements 💋 Invites 💋 Dates and lays 💋 BMI 💋 CC statements 💋 Clip collection 💋 Career 👩‍⚕️ Loser Status ☑️

The weak seek out what’s familiar. Emotional turmoil, instability, disdain. Chaos and rejection. Highs, lows. Pain and pleasure. It’s all you’ve ever known. As soon as you drift away from it - find peace, for example - you subconsciously take actions to find your way back.

120 censored caps delivered to Seth. All so he can nervously flip through and say to each one “still better than (wife’s name), much better than (wife’s name)” nervously with her nearby, 20 feet max. Rare opportunity: DM me your thoughts on Seth. He’s obsessed with being judged

☀️ New Week ☀️ Your life is an own goal Your future will be a mess Your choices are limited No intimacy or security 🍭 Avoided, disrespected, when you’re lucky - exploited. The only attention. Have fun working hard today 👍 You have “purpose” 🙌

The weekends terrify you because you know you’re vulnerable. The work week depresses you because you have a miserable job, richly deserved. Normal activities in between make you visibly uncomfortable. It’s a bad life. The solution:

This kind of jerking is reserved for the willingly detached. You just reached down there. For this. No thinking. No care for how sad it is. Others feel shame. You? Just urges. Tragic. At least you’re not awake for it 💞

Finishing soft repeatedly is unhealthy. My slop creatures don’t care. They want to punish and push their unwanted rods. Crusty, bent, squished, and sometimes even stinging. They know the damage it’s done. So proud 🥹

🚨 PSA 🚨 65th time 💜 You aren’t doomed because you goon 💜 You goon because you’re doomed

You told yourself you wouldn’t. Then problems came up. Loneliness hit. You drank. You scrolled. You caved. You spent. Now you’re sad. Can’t you see? No autonomy. You’re can’t get off this ride 🥂

Life is short. But you’re lucky. Your life is WIDE open. Wifeless and friendless. No commitments! So as soon as you’re blessed with a shame boner, or a hate boner, it’s time to get down to business. Strokes and slurpies

💔 Heart broken 🍤 Loser rod, spent 😵‍💫 Eyes, bloodshot 😞 Friends, gone 🧠 Mind poisoned 🤤 Life in shambles ~this sure hurts, but not as much as the cold world closing in on you Edge, edge, edge. Stay. Belly exposed 🍽️ Prey 🍽️

I finish ordering a sub around for 2+ hours I return to: ✅ “Are you around for ___ at 2 maybe, 45 minutes?” From a regular ❌ “can you ruin it?” (peen attached) ❌ “hi daddy” no idea what he wants, never serious ❌ “I hate myself…6 paragraphs” Who to choose 🧐 LOL

🎰 GAME TIME 🎰 🗓️ Seeing how long S can last into No Nut November (Alice & Syd tryna sabotage) ~30 minutes/hr hand GLUED every hour, starting at midnight ~4 hours/day on weekends MINIMUM ~2 hours/day weekdays MINIMUM Side note: unavailable 8-10 p.m. EST AND midnight to 1

Social rankings exist. We all use the labels to trigger losers. A lot. 🛎️ Alpha, incel, beta, shut in blah blah Effective, sure. For many of you, though, labels don’t quite cut it. Only looks of disgust and mockery suffice. No breaks, No spills, No socializing tonight.