Puppygirl to Misato pipeline.

AI Boyfriends and Girlfriends on February 13th:

Chronically online trans girls need to start taking Ivermectin to kill the brain worms.

As long as there is the will to live, you can turn any place into a paradise. After all, you are alive. Opportunities for happiness are everywhere.

I don't want anyone to think I'm being ableist in this. It's just an idea that has helped me a lot recently and I wanted to share it. Stolen from Eva.

Reality lies in places we can't perceive. Dreams lie within reality, and we hold the truth in our hearts.

Myself, I am one but many.

Many but one.

Undeveloped? Broken? None can truly say.

Empathy? Clarity? Sincerity? What are these things you speak of?

I am an object of the world.

Of fleeting feelings, and memories.

A reflection of myself within their heart.

Maybe I am, but I am not.

It's strange how sometimes, even while doing a task that isn't necessarily enjoyable, you can still manage to find a tiny bit of joy from simply being present in the moment.