New onesie!! Sometimes, I get lost. Mentally just don't have my shit together. Emotions are literally all over the place (bipolar II doesn't help either). So much goes on. And at the end of the day, after allll the bullshit? All we've got is ourselves
You know, I still think of that collection of silicone when I read this. You don't need a perfect lover when you have many to love. (Hug your collection and whisper in their ears[and other orifices] your sweet endearments)