Sweet dreams...or not

Without doubt the most dangerous part of my day is night...if that makes any sense? My dreams are becoming more and more vivid, and they mirror my current state of fapping starvation. Each night the dreams, visions even, become more and more sexually psychedelic, a kaleidoscope of spunk clouds my vision as I slowly plough my way through my real life female peers. If I'm susceptible to sleep walking, then the sex offenders register will be my next milestone in the Drycember journey.

If anybody knows where I could purchase a cheap straight jacket for my nightly wanders, please tweet me @Drycember , its for the good of everyone.  - The Jizzster