sometimes i like to dress up pretty and wear frilly plastic pants
sometimes i like to wear tights, not because they hide or because they fit with an outfit, just because they feel good to wear
sometimes i need to turn off the feelings inside and enjoy the feeling of my clothes, of my little soft body, of my padded bottom, of the growing wetness of my attends between my legs
sometimes it just feels right and it doesn’t matter why
sometimes it really does cheer me up to hear how cute i look in my diapers
sometimes i squeeze my stuffy and everything feels right
sometimes i feel i’m the loneliest girl in the world
sometimes i even take pictures of all these things….