DUDE.
BABIES ARE SO CUTE.
Like, really cute.
Even though 99.99% of them look like aliens or something when they're born. I shouldn't be talking though because I looked like that too.Babies all look alike when they're born, at least to me. I hear my parents say things like, "Aww she looks like her mother." Or, "Aww he looks like his grandfather."
It's literally just entered this world and you can already tell who they look like? Damn, that's a cool talent I guess, a talent that I don't and I think never will have.
I hate hearing babies cry though, it's heartbreaking some times and other times it's like "will you please shutup? please and thank you." Again though, I shouldn't be talking because until I was about 3 months old, all I did was cry, cry, and cry even more. Did I forget to say I cried a lot? I cried 24/7. Crying was my specialty, my talent.
Story: I got a shot once when I was a baby (it was during the time when crying was my hobby) and I apparently cried for 12 hours straight. I'd cry at the top of my lungs, take a few minutes break, and then get back to being an annoying little thing. That was my parents' lives for 12 hours that day, how lucky people they were.
DOGS
I love dogs SOOOOOO much!! I love them with all of my heart! ❤️❤️❤️
^^ I didn't know you could use emojis on here, you really do learn something new everyday (I learn things at school everyday but I forget like everything by the end of the day so idk, does that count?)Anyways, DOGS ARE LITERALLY THE BEST THING TO EXIST BECAUSE THEY'RE SO CUTE AND AMAZING AND NICE AND SWEET AND CUDDLY AND ADORABLE AND EVERY POSITIVE DESCRIPTION YOU CAN THINK OF!!
You'd think I have a dog because I'm clearly obsessed with them, right?
WELL I DON'T.My parents don't want a dog because "it's too much responsibility and you'll get bored from it anyways."
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^^ my face whenever they say that (which is like every few days because I'm always asking for a dog)
Now that I'm older, I understand that and I see their point, but I still really want a dog. It'd be great, but sharing the dog with my brother would be hard because we both love dogs (I love them more though 😉)
Story: When I was little, my dad used to take me to this animal shelter place thingy that had dogs and the people there would put me in the puppy pens with the dogs (I was a year old) and I'd play with them. I was little and dumb though so I'd grab the little puppies by their tails or leg and the poor dog would just be dangling in the air while baby me would just be talking gibberish baby language. The puppies still somehow loved me though.
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