Welcome to your new house. This one is yours and there isn’t another like it anywhere else in the whole world. Take good care of it! You won’t ever be able to forget it!
This is your family! They love you! Give them a hug! Don’t you recognize them? This is your family. This is your family. This is your family. This is your family. This is your family.
This is your dog. Look at how happy he is to see you. He is wagging his tail! Will you play a game with him? He is wet because he was in the rain. He is warm because he was by the fire. He smells good because dogs always smell good. They always smell good.
This is your backyard! You planted those bushes. You love this back yard! This is your happy place. Aren’t you happy? Aren’t you happy? This is your happy place. Take a good long look at your backyard! You don’t want to forget it next time! You want to be here forever. You’re going to be buried here when you die. This is your happy place.
This is your girlfriend. You love her so much. You’re not going to have sex with her until after you’re married. She loves going to church. You love going to church with her. This is your girlfriend. This is everything you’ve ever wanted. You’re going to start a family with her. This is your girlfriend. You’ve been married for three years. You love her so much.
Don’t you like your new house? Is it too wet? Is it too warm? Dogs always smell too warm. They always do. Why don’t you go inside? You love it here. This is your new house! You’ll never be able to forget it!
Why don’t you like your new house
Welcome to your new house. This one is yours and there isn’t another like it anywhere else in the whole world. Take good care of it! You won’t ever be able to forget it!
I was reading one of my childhood diaries the other day and there was a whole paragraph saying how hopeful I was that my writing will help the archeologists in the far future. Then it proceeded to describe my lunch that day and how my dog was probably secretly able to talk.
there is a fucking statue of a kid who lived sometime in the 1200s, around 800 fucking years ago, because we have pieces of his homework that he doodled on while learning how to write. this is one of his drawings:
ALT
when I was googling him (because I couldn’t remember his name), I stumbled across this twitter thread about him, which includes a different doodle by an italian boy in the 1400s of knights besieging a castle:
drove past a hotel and they had a pretty big digital message board and I glanced over and almost had a fucking stroke while driving because it was just playing this gif
I’M GOING TO LOSE IT IT WASN’T FOR MOTHER’S DAY THEY JUST HAVE THE FUCKING DANCING BABY 24/7