zeepie!! zeepie!!! urgent!!!!!! i just realized i don't know when your birthday is, and that is unacceptable!! preposterous!!! how am i supposed to celebrate your existence properly if i don't know what day you came into the world?!?!! (つω`。) (つω`。)
so!! i have come to ask the question!! when is your birthday, dearest silly blorbo?
uwaaaahhhh! kitty kitty bo bitty banana fanna funfetti!!! ✨┻━┻︵└(՞▽՞ └)
this inbox legitimately made me smile and giggle, got me kickin my feet n shii 🥴🥰 you are definitely a serotonin boost, dearling!!
ah! my birthday!! my birthdayyyyyyy!!!~ iiiiiiiiss.... *🥁*
august 13th!! ♪(┌・。・)┌ and here's a fun little fact that I don't think I've shared before: when I was born, my exact weight was 8lbs + 13oz! my birth weight was equal to my birth date!!!! (≧▽≦)(≧▽≦)(≧▽≦) zeep lore drop for the day, haha! I was a chonky bebe :3 my ma said she loved my fluffiness and chonky cheeks. 💞 she'd prop me up on the couch when I got a little older and instead of toppling over like a "normal" baby, I stayed upright like a little potato lmaooo 😭😭🙏🏽 I was the ORIGINAL COUCH POTATO Y'ALL- 🥔🛋️🍼
BAH. now you tell me yours!!! (人*´∀`)。*゚+ I must know all of my mooties birthdays now — it's not simply a carnal want; it's an intrinsic need.