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Now here's the thing about Jeremy Heere.
He had a nice group of friends who were major theatre nerds, especially his best friend Christine. He himself also partook in the guilty pleasures of spending countless hours looking at (not so legal) recordings of productions he was into or lounging on his bed belting out the lyrics to Wicked or Newsies as he looked up at his dull grey ceiling. The group bonded over this shared passion and were pretty tight-knit. So one could say that he wasn't doing so bad when it came to his social life. However, he had one problem. And that problem wasn't just that he was a chronic masturbator. No, his issue was that although he relieved himself on a daily, it was mundane and well, meaningless. He didn't want himself to get off for the sake of it or because it had just become a habit ingrained in his daily routine. He craved for the attention of someone else. He wanted his 'self-care' sessions to have some type of significance, whatever that was. Bottomline is- Jeremy Heere felt lonely.