Finally feeling little again. There's something about standing in the men's clothing section that makes me feel so smol. Makes me wanna snuggle up in big loose sweaters and shirts. Its been a while since I've felt this way.
My whole life I’ve always loved my stuffies so deeply and felt safe with them. I’ve realized because they don’t abandon you, reject you, or die. They are safer to love than people.
I was having insecurities last night and daddy told me to go to sleep and he’d take care of everything. First thing to check off, little space bath time and make sure I spend extra time playing wifff the bubbles.
