i wuz cazy once~ hehe~ dey wocked me inna room, but now it’s MY woom, my precious woom, a soft wittle cave dat squishes me into da fwuff, an' de aweome squishy taiw dat nibbwes evwywhere~ i caww dat taiw my ‘comfort fwuff,’ yesss~
i heaw de voices, de voices... dey say 'keep twiwwing' and 'nyah~' it’s soooo wike my brain is on da fwuff train, choo choo!
da wights? dey weft, da wawws cweep in, but I’M NOT AFWAD! I’M SWIMMING IN DA FUN! giggwes in da ceiling, giggwes in da fwuffy fwuff, evewy step is wike *squee*
de weaws, dey keep wispwing, “get wots of cuddwes,” but *cuddwes aren’t enough,* no-no… it’s wuv that de wawws want~ de wittle wats just sit in de corners wiv deir wittle giggwes and my taiw swishes swish-swish!
i keep twirling, spinning, wike a fwuffy wabbit, i can’t stop, i just can’t stop… my head's full of sparkwes and fwuff and de wights go *blink*blink*
cawws fwom da wawws... maybe dey want to join da dance...
i wuz cazy once, but now i'm on da brainwot bwisssss~ i wuv it~ fwuff everywhere~ maybe i’m fwuffy too @
