Man. Having your own emotions eated by the relevant headmate is so weird when you’re median and/or monoconcious. I remember being you but the things you felt are completely foreign to me now despite knowing they existed and what they were. Hello

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Man. Having your own emotions eated by the relevant headmate is so weird when you’re median and/or monoconcious. I remember being you but the things you felt are completely foreign to me now despite knowing they existed and what they were. Hello
Isn’t it a little fucked up? A little fucked up how even while I’m regressed I feel uncomfortable around you? Like I feel like I shouldnt let this extra vulnerable part of me be exposed to you? Isnt that fucked?
Did some colouring pages today, I just had to swap to watercolour paints because my wrists hurt towards the end T^T hope thats okay
As always I don’t gatekeep so blank versions under the cut! Though I guess the colour by number is…a little spoiled…best save that one for later when you forget where the colours are supposed to go!
Did a word search, this was NOT. A good idea for an activity before bed. My eyes weren’t up to concentrating this much and now my head hurts TwT. Putting the completed one under the cut incase anyone wants to do it so that they’re not spoiled on the placement of the words
Help a kid out: where can I watch all of the mlp seasons online for free, preferably on mobile so that I can do so in bed
Once again I am met with the root of my guilt, the situation without escape. Theres something wrong with me, something inherently cruel and evil within me. I dont know why it happens I dont know WHAT in particular triggers it, I just get irritated by her way of just. Being? Sometimes. The way she talks.
And I’ve tried, i’ve tried so many times to explain it as gently and as kindly as possible how its not her fault how she isnt doing anything wrong how its me just me and can she please just not talk to me right now. But no matter how gently I handle the ice it shatters in my hands and pierces me with deserved lacerations.
No matter how hard I try to do it softly its seen as an attack and the air afterwards is filled with tension and bitter miasma.
Everyone is angry at me.
Everyone is upset.
I am the problem.
I am to blame.
Warm milk with pina colada…..save me warm milk with pina colada……………..