what if with our first clot of air when we are born we inhale a soul, and every time we breathe out, we squeeze a tiny part of our souls out. would our final breath actually be the very last soul fragment leaving our bodies?
Woah woah wait
you know those things that say “you become like the 5 people you hang out with the most”
that would explain why, because you would actually be inhaling little parts of them over time
Oh my god
“My poor baby” I whisper tenderly to 30+ year old man on a tv show
“My poor baby” I whisper tenderly to 1 000 000 000+ year old angel on a tv show
“My poor baby” I whisper tenderly to 900+ year old alien on a tv show.
“My poor baby” I whisper tenderly to 1000+ year old Norse God in a movie.
“oh my god I’m never having one of those” I whisper tenderly to a baby