out of soap

the second time i panicked. there was so much more of it. and i realized that someone would have to change me. someone would have to deal with messes like that.

that's gross.

i hate feeling like the entire way i want to live my life is inherently sexual.

none of this was ever sex stuff to me. not really. but i assumed it had to be because the ab/dl community was the only space i could find that was so thoroughly normal about it.

i belong in diapers. my waste deserves to end up in diapers. i just wish i could express that without sounding perverted.

i want to live as a baby.

i want people who care about me to feed me and change me and read me stories and play with me and tuck me into bed at night.