This is a true story. When I was a little girl back in India, there was a young male rhesus monkey who lived near us. He used to often climb and live in the mango tree. I was very cute looking when I was little. When this monkey saw me, he used to give me a mango with love. I always cherish that memory.
Childhood memories are the best. Not the toxic shit that we face today. If I had a time machine, I would go back and never grow up. I prefer the elephants in the forest, monkeys, even real cobras and vipers in the garden. Animals are better than people. People are the real snakes.
Werewolf SallyOther March 17, 2025 at 10:08 pm01
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