it will be found in the back corner of a forgotten part of my old room and I will pull it off and wipe the dust off and stare at it with a love in my heart so great I will think I'm going to keel over. I love every sparkle of sticker and glue and I love the stupid marker scribbles on the popsicle sticks and the very childish handwriting of my name. a part of me comes back to my soul.
theres no hope but ill just make my own shitty little homemade hope i guess
i should do something with all my liked posts
like reblog them, perchancge?
what do i even say. they said it all
On Friendship.
THERE IS ANOTHER
he just a lil guy
me on my phone waiting for my food to be ready but my food is cereal and literally all I need to do is pour milk on it
the best was actually when my family called me and i hear
"...
birthdayy.
... ...
... ...
birthdayy.
... ... ...
birthdayy
...
...
birthday"
they sang happy birthday to me except the only word they sang was birthday in a semi monotonous tone and they left everything else with an ominous silence
this was, no doubt, the creative genius of my brothers and my dad
“I don’t want to be a burden” you’re more like a relief, a gift, a blessing actually
okay remember I said he was Abu? he was also the Cave of Wonders. in the movies in the video games in whatever
posts that make you go "wait why was Abu in Hercules"
posts that make you go "wait they hired a person each and every single time they needed an animal to make animal noises in a cartoon? don't they have a soundboard for that yet?"
posts that make you go "wait why was Abu in Hercules"
here to explore (you can call me music, pronouns I'll leave up to you!)
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