[ she whines, quietly, and then looks embarrassed; the Snivy makes a fussy trill and glares at MK before she sighs and tugs it in to cuddle against her front. ]
I'm still figuring out exactly what got fucked and how, but. It's kind of like... you know how if you look in a mirror, you recognize yourself? Without thinking about it. You don't have to look at your hair or eyes or whatever and compare them.
It's like that's gone. But for... how I feel. How I think. So I have to go compare what I'm thinking now to shit I've thought before to figure out if anything's weird. Or— not me.
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[ she whines, quietly, and then looks embarrassed; the Snivy makes a fussy trill and glares at MK before she sighs and tugs it in to cuddle against her front. ]
I'm still figuring out exactly what got fucked and how, but. It's kind of like... you know how if you look in a mirror, you recognize yourself? Without thinking about it. You don't have to look at your hair or eyes or whatever and compare them.
It's like that's gone. But for... how I feel. How I think. So I have to go compare what I'm thinking now to shit I've thought before to figure out if anything's weird. Or— not me.