This pillow, grew up with me, my grandmother sew it to me when I was 5 years. At that time, I don"t remember that, why you make, but afterwards. I lack this pillow. It used to disappear once because I don"t want to let me use it. I was angry and yelled until you need it night. I wash it once. Because I threw it at a cat and it fell into the soup bowl, and never wash it today, I like to use it to your shoulder at room or something. When I sleep, I"ll take it attached to the cheek. I can sleep. I brought it home or go anywhere with ทุกครั้งหาก to stay the night, because without it. I couldn"t sleep.
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