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I discovered something today…. An irony of my existence… the power of the words “Keep stroking”.
Someone DM’d me and only said, “Keep Stroking”.
My reaction:
Compulsion: I had to stroke.
Fear: because I knew I shouldn’t, but I had to stroke.
Pleasure: From the stroking and knowing the person who DM’d me would be happy I did as I was told. Acceptance: That anyone could alter my day with two simple words.
Regret: That anyone could alter my day with two simple words.
Desire: To see the words again.
Fear again: Of my desire.
Will I see those words again? How often? No answer puts me at peace…. Only the words… “Keep Stroking”.