My diaper life

I love anything to do with diapers, cute panties, to kink. The photos used on this Site are taking off the Internet and if you would like one removed just let me know. This blog is intended for people over the age 18. NSFW.
findyourcent3r: Diapers mainstream? I find it kind of funny every time someone complains about how our diaper fetish/fascination isn’t mainstream….   How the only ones portrayed by media are strange and extreme cases, not shedding the right light on our diaper world. For me diapers have always been a way to escape all of that crap.  Who gives a fuck what other people think?  A place to go without any sort of preconceived notions or judgment.  Doesn’t it defeat the whole purpose if you are so caught up in what others think?  It should be between you, the experience, and whomever you choose to share it with…  The rest is a distraction from what’s really going on. Maybe it’s different for me…  This is something very intimate that I only ever plan to share with one other person, the girl I want to share my life with one day…  But for the rest of the world, I’d prefer if they just never knew.  I honestly don’t care what they think, because they have absolutely nothing to do with what I find sexy or cute.  (Though it would be nice to not have a heart attack trying to explain this thing to a vanilla girlfriend.)  I wouldn’t expect them to understand this, as I hardly understand it myself half the time….  Why waste your time looking for acceptance from others anyways?  The only thing you will accomplish is either feeding the ego, or creating an ill ego depending on the reaction of others.  Society lives for society, so we need to learn to live for ourselves.  I guess the most essentially important thing is to know who your true friends are if you do feel the need to share this with others.  Or start a TV show! Don’t be a slave to others!  It’s a silly way to live this gift of a life.  Such a waste…  Instead of following the path set before you by everyone around you…  Forge your own path!   Be your own unique person, and enjoy these weird quirks that make us who we are. If I type this, it will be more then a fading thought like the rest…  Coming and going… You have become so enamored by this new “way.” Your mid-life crisis, or what ever it may be.  Why does every minute have to prove the dichotomy?  What you’ve thought is most important, is all that has mattered all along.  Regardless of this awakening, just because of a past weakness.  Realize what’s right in front of you, not the manifestation in your mind.  Seeds grow in to trees, all you need is a psychiatrist to plant them.  But when on that level of depth in sharing oneself, many things can be pulled out of us, depending on which way we’re pulled.  Vulnerability.  (aka easy manipulations from the habitat you’ve surrounded yourself with.)  Ah sorry, at times of stress I detach myself from things as a coping mechanism and view it as more of a science.  But in the science, I only look for the truth….  But, I should also learn better finesse.  My mind though…  It never stops digging. Over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind.  Withering my intuition, opportunities missed.  

findyourcent3r:

Diapers mainstream?

I find it kind of funny every time someone complains about how our diaper fetish/fascination isn’t mainstream….   How the only ones portrayed by media are strange and extreme cases, not shedding the right light on our diaper world.

For me diapers have always been a way to escape all of that crap.  Who gives a fuck what other people think?  A place to go without any sort of preconceived notions or judgment.  Doesn’t it defeat the whole purpose if you are so caught up in what others think?  It should be between you, the experience, and whomever you choose to share it with…  The rest is a distraction from what’s really going on.

Maybe it’s different for me…  This is something very intimate that I only ever plan to share with one other person, the girl I want to share my life with one day…  But for the rest of the world, I’d prefer if they just never knew.  I honestly don’t care what they think, because they have absolutely nothing to do with what I find sexy or cute.  (Though it would be nice to not have a heart attack trying to explain this thing to a vanilla girlfriend.)

 I wouldn’t expect them to understand this, as I hardly understand it myself half the time….  Why waste your time looking for acceptance from others anyways?  The only thing you will accomplish is either feeding the ego, or creating an ill ego depending on the reaction of others.  Society lives for society, so we need to learn to live for ourselves.  I guess the most essentially important thing is to know who your true friends are if you do feel the need to share this with others.  Or start a TV show!

Don’t be a slave to others!  It’s a silly way to live this gift of a life.  Such a waste…  Instead of following the path set before you by everyone around you…  Forge your own path!   Be your own unique person, and enjoy these weird quirks that make us who we are.

If I type this, it will be more then a fading thought like the rest…  Coming and going…

You have become so enamored by this new “way.” Your mid-life crisis, or what ever it may be.  Why does every minute have to prove the dichotomy?  What you’ve thought is most important, is all that has mattered all along.  Regardless of this awakening, just because of a past weakness.  Realize what’s right in front of you, not the manifestation in your mind.  Seeds grow in to trees, all you need is a psychiatrist to plant them.  But when on that level of depth in sharing oneself, many things can be pulled out of us, depending on which way we’re pulled.  Vulnerability.  (aka easy manipulations from the habitat you’ve surrounded yourself with.)  Ah sorry, at times of stress I detach myself from things as a coping mechanism and view it as more of a science.  But in the science, I only look for the truth….  But, I should also learn better finesse.  My mind though…  It never stops digging.

Over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind.  Withering my intuition, opportunities missed.  

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myjourneyintosubmission: I wasn’t going to post it here, but I’m feeling like I should. Lmao…such a fun day. None of the marks are visible here… There are caning marks/bruises. Welts/bruises from D20s.(20 sided dice for those of you who don’t speak geek).

myjourneyintosubmission:

I wasn’t going to post it here, but I’m feeling like I should. Lmao…such a fun day.

None of the marks are visible here… There are caning marks/bruises. Welts/bruises from D20s.(20 sided dice for those of you who don’t speak geek).

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