Living isolated in the Canadian prairies and my only social interaction is oomfie gaylarp. I’m married to 15 plushies (they are cuter than you) plz understand
This is worse than my WarTh addiction the fumers just stare at me reminding me to take photos of them but I can’t everything outside is dead and I haven’t had any snow, I’m sorry little beans I’m sorry, I’m trying, I’ll never be enough for you, stop looking at me like ᗜˬᗜ aaaa