Feb 22, 2018
I wanna make little friends!
If you’re a little (preferably 18+ just cause I’m 22 and I wanna be able to relate age-wise) and looking for a little friend, shoot me a message and we can talk about stuffs and things! And maybe be friends!
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I wanna make little friends!
If you’re a little (preferably 18+ just cause I’m 22 and I wanna be able to relate age-wise) and looking for a little friend, shoot me a message and we can talk about stuffs and things! And maybe be friends!
It’s been a really rough week..
I have been working 15 hour days consisting of 9 hour work days and 5-6 hour rehearsals. My mental and physical state are shot, and I can’t regress at work. If there are any 18+ littles or even some caregivers that would like to message me for support that would be so appreciated. Encouraging asks are also welcome!
My lip’s all messed up but I felt cute anyway
My dash did a thing
I really wanted to share the moment Daddy and I had when he changed our messages. He changed the color to this super pretty pinky purple (which I love) and I helped change the emojis so it would be more like us! He gave me pretty rose and princess emoji and changed the emoji in the chat to a heart so we can send hearts to each other all the time! 💕
Being a little with anxiety means
when your daddy doesn’t text you as much as usual, and things seem to be moving pretty fast, even though you’re not the one instigating all of these new changes, you still feel like you did something wrong, and you just wait in painful silence for him to finally text you back.
So I’m really beginning to be more open about my age regression,
The more people I tell (of course only trusted people) and the more validation I get for being one, the better and more confident I feel. Age regression has been a life-saving coping mechanism for me, and I deserve the right to feel open and confident about it. I know it’ll only take one judgmental person to tell me I’m sick in the head to keep me from telling anyone ever again, but for now I’m going to revel in the utopia of complete acceptance with my new Daddy and be happy for a little while.
Looking for new little blogs!
Reboot if you’re a sfw little blog looking for a new follower!