The monster's gone.. He's on the run.. And your brother's here.. ... You're a beautiful, beautiful, beautiful... beautiful boy Pup. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sometimes I tend to my inner child, because nobody tended to them when they were in pain. They're fragile, the only part of innocence I have to say so. It's the only part of myself I still truly love, they say innocence is a gift, right? My inner child has always been sensitive, too trust-worthy even. But i'll always be here to comfort myself since I don't trust anybody with my inner child after.. well she.. left. .... Ehh.. whatever, it's not a point to dwell onto the past.

Yeah You Can do It whemever

NO DON'T MAKE PUP SAD GIVE PUP ICECREAM AND A COOL PROPELER HAT PLSSSS

This is so sweet :o