Sweet, Soft bunnies.
I miss sweet soft bunnies that rub my hair and tell me I'm soft, and they feel so warm on me, and I love crushing myself into them. And sometimes they get damp, but I love them anyway, and they are gentle all the time. That is their nature. They cannot be hard like me, but that is why I love them. I think about soft bunnies all the time. When I am both happy and sad. And soft bunnies loved to look at me when they rubbed my hair, and I loved when they looked at me. I loved knowing they were thinking about me, because I was thinking of them. Always. And what do I do to feel soft once more