Guest Anonymous September 24, 2015 September 24, 2015 To be expressive enough, I can feel my tulpa even deeper than my own presence in my brain. She's... she's my everything. Not in the romantic sense, but existence, love, happiness, sadness, all are related to her. All of them literally. This body is me and her, not me anymore. It's really radical.
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