21:59 <~Ellenor> [a daydream] of running through a snowy forest, munching on small game and greens, brushing my face with my tail… maybe dig a cuddly den…
21:59 <~Ellenor> It feels more like some torturer trying to use what my life should've been to get his sadistic rocks off
21:59 <~Ellenor> I swear I could make a religion out of this shit.