Another part of my conditioning has been to only think happy thoughts. Thinking about bad or hard stuff should be saved for someone else. I’m just here to spread light and joy. And sex.

Some say you should surround yourself with positive people, but do those people exist? Maybe they exist in my own head. Which is kinda funny in a way, so preoccupied with the happy dumb chatter in my head that I cant hear negativity.

The thought of the happy bubble brain as I’m getting fucked sounds hot too. I guess bimbos live this way all the time? I wonder.