Whenever I am feeling down and out, which is never because I am a super human who denies mental health being a “disease”, and I choose to view everything as the joke that it is, but when I used to feel down and out, back when I worked as a janitor at a pharmacy, a job that taught me that I was invisible to hot chicks, because they’d ask me for some of the most humiliating products the store had to offer, from plan b, which I think was out back then, but I could be wrong, but shit like plan b and not in a “I have sex way” but in a “I don’t consider you a human, so send me to the section of the store where what I need is way”, you know hot chicks asking for laxatives, enemas, douches which were a thing at the time, pussy deodorant sprays, there was a brand called FDS, and they’d have no shame in their mind and some were fucking hot…so when feeling demoralized, dehumanized, like that there was really two sides of society and I wasn’t on the right side, I’d just take a pair of fishnets off the shelf, it was the sexiest thing in store, I’d try to convince the cashiers to model them for me, they never would, so I’d just jerk off on them and throw them in the “returns” for the manager to deal with! Never got caught, but drug store fishnets have held a warm place in my heart ever since!