ππππ ππππππ’ πππππππ To: @dirtydisappointment you've Spent The Last Three Nights In A Screaming Battle With Your Lusus. Like Always, This Screaming Battle Is Extraordinarily One-sided, With Her Doing All The Screaming And You Mostly Just Crying. you're Very Familiar With What The Screams Mean. She Wants You To Go Outside, Or Shower, Or Brush Your Teeth, Or Brush Your Hair, Or Do Anything Besides Laying Around And Being Self Destructive. usually Her Screaming Fit Would Have Ended By Now, And You Can't Really Figure Out Why She's Being So Persistent. You Climb Into Your Recuperacoon And And Cup Your Fronds To Your Listenholes To Try To Sleep. Sleep Is Productive! Sleep Is Self-care! She Should Be Shutting The Fuck Up, You're Doing What She Wants... In A Way. you Wake Up To Silence. She Must've Finally Tired Herself Out, Thank The Moons. You Climb Out Of Your Recuperacoon (after Rotting In It For A While Of Course, The Sopor Is Good For You Which Makes It A Self Care Task, At Least That's How You See It) And Throw A Hoodie On. you Walk Downstairs To Snuggle Up To Your Lusus, You Always Like To Do That After These Screaming Battles. It Feels Good To Become Lost In Her Nice Warm Fur. It's A Good Reminder That She's Not Actually Upset, That She Only Wants The Best For You. you Round The Corner To Her Favorite Spot, A Cozy Little Room Connected To Your Kitchen, Small Enough That She Can Tuck Herself In There With No Room For Almost Anything Else, Just How She Likes It. it's Empty. She's Gone. You Drove Her Away. you Wait And Wait, Several Days And Nights Pass With No Sleep, But She Never Returns. you Never See Her Again. guardians, Such A Complicated Thing. πΌπππππ’ πππ
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So, What Do You Think?
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Rest Well.