OHH, the ecstasy

I’m abstaining from sexual activity altogether. Stopped masturbating permanently.

As God gives me all the answers I need when I stop eating. The Most High also provides me with otherworldly bliss when I restrain from ejaculating.

Previously, I’ve had a compulsive need to cold approach girls I encounter.

Sniffing my neighbor’s panties when hanging clothes to dry in the public laundry room of our building. There’s the essence of that invigorating scent left, even after washing. AHH, a fragrant smell of Paradise.

The most inconspicuous sensual perceptions cause an exuberant thrill in me.

Sitting in the lunchroom of my school. I see a girl. She has no bra under her T-shirt. She walks past, perky tits juddering. A movement of transcendent aesthetic perfection.

Ecstasy, OHH, the ecstasy.