westid

i had a powerful dream. must have been powerful because i was awake when it happened. i looked down at the floor and this slime that moved so slowly but surely, oozed from inside all the grates and gutters that led underground

from the darkness down there, it could have been waiting for me, or maybe it had just found the perfect place where you could just dip out of the hearts and minds of everyone – an opportunity so completely alone that i could only have witnessed this glowing blue gunge slip from beneath the bars and form into the shape of these hideous crocs that even at a glance looked like they were made to so perfectly receive me

even though i couldn’t stand these weird shoes, i didn’t expect the slime to turn into this weird rubbery foam that flipped back into their perfect shape as soon as you had used all your strength twisting and squeezing and trying to pull them apart in your hands

the blueness of the colour they were glowing, and the way they had just taken shape in fronmt of me was so inviting – i felt so used just looking at them. i just had to try them on. the curiosity was so unexpected but made to perfectly catch me just like everything else in that moment, unsuspectiong and alone

so slowly i put them on, for some reason making sure they were kept on my feet with the squishy squeaky rubbery straps that felt like they were ideal for holding me in just the right place

and then the feeling – the squeakiness and the way they flexed and held onto the shape of my feet. oh my god this was a trap. and the weird fucking WEIRD way that the strap actually keeps them on you for long enough to make sure you can’t take them off until there’s absolutely no going back

then there was nothing to do but look down at these – actually quite sexy the way that they hold onto you and put your feet in this glowing electrifying bright colour, so that just by wearing them you’re already somehow giving off the same subliminal message to other people that caused this dream to happen

have you had the dream yet? it’s like the colour and there’s so many colours that somehow they will find that one you’re not making sure you don’t accidentally fall for. and then once they’re on … it’s too late

go on … make sure you find someone who hates crocs so much … make sure you find someone who absolutely hates them. because if you have ever succumb to the WEIRD sensation that you get from crocs, you know that the more they hate these shoes, then the more that feeling will change them forever

don’t you want to tease that special someone? to try on your shiny new pair of crocs. reverse psychology so foolish and deliciously unsuspecting, and you get to see that look on their face when it happens to them

now i’ve got this helpless expression on my face because i still ask myself the same questions now as i did then … how? how did they plant a weird dream about trying them on? amd then comes the flood of guilty pleasure … and everyone who laughed at me the most are all [[ converted ]] trapped in these squishy shoes that flex sexy when you walk and make you one of the most powerful players in the 2025 sexy ankles epidemic

even if the people you read this post with laugh and shit like that … deep down you all have that feeling, EVEN the sick and twisted URGE to convert people into loving these weird shoes that are so squishy and that FEELING

and if one of your mates is with a bunch of you and they are the only one … listen to that feeling now i’ve pointed it out. don’t bother with the fur-lined ones and pick a BRIGHT glowing colour that irritates them but is too obnoxious to ignore in their weird dreams that happen when you resist. surround her and do away with the socks – imagine watching that feeling overwhelm the only one left in your group who has been immune to your passion, the look in her face when she squishes into your favourite pair and already she’s blushing and looking so confused because how can something you wear on your FEET do this to someone? how could it happen to her?? now she thinks she looks sexy in them, and will be fantasising about wearing them in that COLOUR until she finally satisfies that demanding urge and has all these other colours she used to HATE but now is so WEIRD AND IN LOVE

now that i have awakened those thoughts that have spread through your mind body and soul from head to toe … it’s time to embrace that urge that’s telling you exactly what made you step right into this squishy squeaky sexy TRAP … no going back…. whoops! heheh x