You ever worry that a tissue you sneezed in gets recycled and there's a lonely confused cardboard box somewhere that is essentially your child
You ever worry that a tissue you sneezed in gets recycled and there's a lonely confused cardboard box somewhere that is essentially your child
That kid's on his own, man
I say this as a discarded tissue child: he'll be fine
I’ll now never look at cardboard boxes in the same way 😔
I kiss them all just in case
I shall be more respectful when ripping them apart or stomping on them
Appreciate that mate
This has hit me hard I’m even going so far as to replace Diana’s death day with cardboard box appreciation day ♥️
Next year I shall make posters
Out of my CHILDREN??????
Well yes but I’ll attach (glue, not staples) a thumbnail photo of you so they know they are loved and you’ve not given up on them
Ok fair
😎