Real Life Problems

So I'm very inspired by Teamin, and my fantasy runs wild. I imagine as if Taemin has a rich sponsor that backs him up in exchange of hot raw smut. Like all those times when Taemin performs hot dances and costumes on stage this sponsor punish him for showing his skin to others. Also ravishing him before performances and then praising him for handling the dances so well with vibrator inside. And then Taemin being tired of the abuse and wanting to let go but the smut is so good that he just falls in his sponsor embrace again. And then a happy ending where they break up, his career is finished and then meeting up again after some years to start anew but this time normally. Ghosh if anyone knows a similar story just let me know. I've read 2000 yaois since 2019. My brain is rot, maybe my fantasy is actually a real story I've read here. Anyway stan Taemin!!!!

i can't believe i'm resorting to confessing to a pirating website centered around gay sex but. what do you do when you don't see a future for yourself?

i was an art major four years ago. my depression was a factor in my breaking off my relationships with my best friends, dropping out of college, and moving back home. i say to people that it was because of covid, but really i didn't have the confidence to survive in the industry. i didn't have the motivation to get better because i believed i was the best artist in high school. in college i quickly learned i wasn't.

my dad got me a job in data entry. i stayed there for a few years before deciding to quit. before i could the same company offered me a position in the accounting department because they needed some extra hands. the pay was better so i accepted. i've been in this position for another two years, i decided to go back to school for accounting to finally get a degree but to be honest, i fucking hate accounting. math and science were my worst classes in high school, and now i'm sitting on my ass everyday looking at numbers, reports, and equations.

i took up writing again. it was a hobby of mine since high school. i won a national award for one of my memoirs in my senior year. but i no longer have the attention span to read books in order to improve my writing because i'm stuck at a job and in class working and studying for something i don't want to do. i'm wasting money to get a degree that i don't want. i'm thankful for even having a job but this company seems like it's on its last legs and i don't have the confidence of doing well in another accounting position at another company. should i even continue being an accountant? should i commit to becoming a writer despite my lack of skills and experience to become one? my life wasn't supposed to be this way.