Like salt in an open wound
glitzier:

shhhp:

monchichichichi

I still have mine in a box in the attic.

I had one of these given to me by my grand father when I was 6 years old. I took it everywhere. I couldn’t sleep with out it by my side. The poor thing was missing a hand, a foot, and one eye but I still loved it. Now it sits in a box in my closet and I still pull it out every few months. I will never get rid of him.

glitzier:

shhhp:

monchichichichi

I still have mine in a box in the attic.

I had one of these given to me by my grand father when I was 6 years old. I took it everywhere. I couldn’t sleep with out it by my side. The poor thing was missing a hand, a foot, and one eye but I still loved it. Now it sits in a box in my closet and I still pull it out every few months. I will never get rid of him.