Wallpaper

I’m unduly proud of that phone wallpaper I mentioned recently. Oh, my feelings about it are a bit mixed, but… overall?

Proud.

On the one hand, nobody has thought to even question it yet. To everyone else? It’s a piece of abstract art, maybe that I found online or something.

But, to me?

Every. Single. Time. I open my phone, I’m wrecked, all over again. Driven to the brink of pure feraldom. Every time.

Because to everyone else, it’s a bit of abstract art.

But, to me?

The absolute most divinely feminine energy this universe has ever known.

The object of my undying desire.

A curve that I trace my fingers along… that I've longed to run my hands along for longer than you can image…

So. Yeah.

Proud.

Is how I feel now, every time I open my phone.

Every. Time.

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So how’s your day goin’?