now time for a super emotional and sentimental thing abt him

so lemme type

i remember when i got him, it was on one of my first days of school, i think the first ever weekend, i was like 5, i remember walking into the shop and picking him out, looking at the back and seeing him eat a fly, thinking he could actually do that, so i got him, and opened him in the car, i realized he could not in fact, eat flies, but i didnt care, for those 40 minutes i didnt talk, i just watched as he bopped his head fordwards and backwards,

oop not finished

so then i put him beside me when i slept, sometimes i nearly pulled his head off, i still have him, and take care of him, sometimes it makes me comforted

imma draw him forst