Some people use porn...I live to be used BY porn. I plan my day around porn. I schedule my week around porn. I contribute to porn - I write to add to the perversion, I upload to add to the depravity, I chat to hold someone's hands as we sink deeper and deeper together.

I used to feel dirty after my achingly long porn sessions - hours lived in this world ruled only by lust, where the only rule is getting off - now I feel fulfilled.

Porn adds to my sex life, building my lust and my frustration, stoking my imagination and desperation. Porn enriches my daily life. Every ass that walks by is devoured by my eyes and feasted upon in my imagination. Every pair of titties breaks my concentration and increases my desire. I no longer see a happy family, I see a Mommy who needs to be fucked, a Daddy who is routinely cucked, teenage daughters being raised to be whores, teenage boys becoming sissy gurls. I no longer see black men, I see only black dick. I no longer see pretty faces, just faces twisted in the perfect agony of lust, desire, pleasure, and orgasm. 

Reality through the lens of porn is reality in which to revel...