Personal space.
Quiet.
Clothes.
Shampoo.
Toothpaste.
Bed.
Books.
iPod.
Food.
You think these things are yours?
WRONG.
They aren’t yours.
They’re OURS
There is no yours or mine. It’s ours. We share everything. Nothing belongs to you. Nothing belongs to me. Looking for your shoes? Start checking out other people’s feet. Now where’s that shirt I was going to wear???? Oh. There. On you.
I love this “perpetual sleepover.” I also love when things stay in the same place where I left them. Not only is it a “perpetual sleepover” it’s “Clue.”
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