Decided to color for the first time in awhile because I had surgery and keep accidentally pulling the stitches. 🖍🥺 I wish I could give someone all the pictures I color.
Chillen at work yesterday, wishing so badly to be in a safe little space again. I long for the feeling of having a Daddy. Task was much different than his Sadist desires.
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
