что я говорю: я в порядке что я делаю: некрасиво плачу с этого абзаца в фике по спайдипулу 🤡 I’ve never thought about wanting someone to take care of me. I’ve been self-sufficient for so long now, I don’t know if I’d be able to let anyone. But I think I like the idea that you would try… That you would put me in your sweatshirt and force me to eat something. Maybe even make it for me or… Feed me something. (Oh my god. Is this kink? I can’t tell. Help.) 📖 And Words Are Futile Devices