I guess… I was just searching for warmth. I’m sorry. I hope you feel better soon. I believe in your journey. I hope you heal, and I believe in you. You don’t have to always be strong, and it’s okay to be weak. You’re worthy of love, not because of what you do; you’re worthy just because you’re here.

You’re right. I’m sorry to bother you. We all have our own problems.

I’m struggling with depression. I think I need to leave. I’m just doing what I can to feel. Please help me. Please.

I remember those puffy nipples and big round rose colored aureolas. Why don’t you post yourself anymore? Life got you down or sumthn? I stg you’re beautiful.

Not the same anon, but you’ll always exist to me. I remember our conversations fondly, and I desperately want to see you win. Love yourself, lady. Glad you’re choosing to be alive. ❤️

Everything disappeared. I hope you’re well. Are you okay?