Simping For Fictional Beings

i'm troubled by this literally everynight and it's not even funny. when midnight falls, my brain just keep wandering wherever it wanted it too. like, the crying faces of the ukes, the moaning of women, and even their begging. dude, i don't even have a dick for fucksake. why is it like this? last time i checked i was still normally thinking about straight dates with my crush and innocent desire. like dude, my desire last year was to eat black ice cream and now i'm thinking of tying someone up. help meeeeeeeeee!!!!