Max Farlane

Thanks for the opportunity!

You activated my trap card! Activate! ALLEGRA’S WINDOW!

I see your Gullah Gullah Island and raise you a Busy World of Richard Scarry

Yee haw

⚠️ EMERGENCY COMMS ⚠️

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I recently lost my job and need to come up with at least 600 to stay off of the streets. That is all just for bills, not counting food or anything else

I am opening comms to help mitigate this. Please please contact me asap

I always thought your collar was cool. I wanted to know the story behind it.

Lots of this for me. Diapered middlespace is where I thrive. We are valid.

That being said, I never stop trying to let it go.

I understand, and hope I am able to convey, I can’t just let it go. I’ve tried, for me it isn’t as easy as just letting it go. I try to by leaving spaces people are in. I try to make a separate place for me to exist in, and oftentimes I just see the person and I remember every wrong they did to me.

Who asked to read it.

I wanted to be mean, cause the remark came off as rude. But before I said anything, I found something better to say.

“I didn’t make it for others. I made it for me.” I feel like that was more powerful than any angry retort I could have given.

So last night I was asked about Rover’s collar on VRC. I let the person read it, standing still.

Someone else took a look and said that it would never get read. That was a little disheartening and not true, as literally there was someone reading it along with the person

Wait…why is there a picture of a crown on his bathroom mirror?! J’accuse! (Can’t post the GIF of his adorable diaper-butt brushing his teefs)

You’re not wrong. But I can’t help but crave vengeance. Ive been hurt too many times to count. And every single time I try to open up I get scared that it will be the same thing all over again.

OMG I have been calling you the wrong name forever I’m so sorry!

I own a Silver Snakes shirt. Used to wear it all the time.

One of my favorite things to do on VRC is be puppy and every time I see someone bigger wearing a harness is go up all excited and ask if they pull sleds and pretend like I wanna be a sled dog when I grow up.

Rover where are you, puppy?

“Nowhere.”

I’ll take it!

Super gremlin energetic to drink the bongwater with a smug smirk on your face.

Somewhere there’s a Hamilton who had his copy donated. He was probably asked if it was okay since Little Bear brought him so much joy and now it can keep bringing other kids joy.

Thanks Hamilton.

OHHHHHH

I’m old school. I like to add broccoli and hot dogs to my mac.

I don’t forgive easily when I’ve been wronged. It’s my biggest flaw. I’ll hold that grudge for decades.

I had to get a boo bottle for a good friend!

My eye doctor has a cool newer handheld machine that doesn’t do a puff. I’m never going back to that damn puff.

A bunny friend took Rover in last night. They had some good times watching spooky movies before bed.

The boys shed their Pull-Ups in the trash bin and settled in the bath. Jake made sure each pup had cub wash in their fur and rinsed off. “Ok boys. Dry off and we’ll get these diapers on. Who’s hungry?”

The boys responded in a chorus of “Me!”

“Well this doesn’t look like cleaning up.” Jake said in a bit of a chastising tone.

The boys squeaked and stood up, they were all in different states of undress.

“Go on and get in the bath. I want clean boys at the table.”

Jake set out three diapers and PJ sets.

The boys ran back to Dex and Alex’s room while dad gathered up their things. The brown bear smiled and looked in Rover’s backpack. He made a note to send the pup off tomorrow with some spare changes.

Jake approached the room and opened the door gently, seeing Dex, Alex, and Rover wrestling.