pet heaven vs.toy heaven

Iam kinda missing the feeling I had when I was a little girl when I knew at night all my teddys Barbies, dolls, Playmobile smurfs and little ponies would become alive at night and having a big party but also watching me. I think I used to be kind of the queen of that realm and I must say I was a pretty damn good queen, as unlike my girlfriends that I liked to boss around, I treated my toys very well, brushing my dolls hair every other day, bathing them or simply caress them. Iam wondering about that now, as once again there is this snoring creature lying next to me and I don`t know really how to communicate with it. Seems like their sperm is just like what battery is too my walking doll. When its out they just close there eyes and turn into a snoring stone. Iam also thinking about my pets that I used to have. My three turtles Mondi Chucha and Herr Nilson, my budgies Coco Pico and Nala, my mice Shiva Chiquita and Luna, my cat Nikita my rat Pinkeltje and my goldfish Bo. I also remember that my favourite Barbie was black and called Belle, just like Belle from the beauty and the beast and she was prolly the only loved black Barbie in the whole smelly disgusting suburb where I grew up.
I can`t really decide whether wanting to be in toy heaven or in pet heaven. I forgot feeding my guinea pig a lot and also my turtle didn`t quite get old for a turtle. In additon to that one should say that turtles shouldn`t be hold as pets at all, there carapece makes them seem robust and all but in fact you its not that robust and turtles shouldn`t be touched. It must have been those bloddy English who brought up that whole turtles-as-pets-thing and I could of course blame my parents as well, cuz they are of course the responsibles but they carry so much guilt anyway, bringing me and my brother to the world.. so anyway I might will just have better chances in toy heaven. Iam just scared though that with its emphasis on Barbies and dolls toy heaven must have some kind of L.A. club- flavour and I might be too ugly for them and maybe they will even have a door man and I won`t pass face check and even if I would, chances are low that some playmobil knight, Ken or Heaman action figurine will want me. Cuz yeah I mean whats the point about heaven when this game is gonna end?And I must admit Iam quite curious about plastic kisses and shrinkwrapped underwear. But speaking realistic the maximum is perhaps a chubby Lego pirate. Lousy prey isn`t it?In every case I should die anytime soon, so I will arrive there with a more or less still young face and then maybe they have something like a free welcome-to-toy-heaven-saluation-beauty-surgery. And then maybe maybe if Iam very lucky and seductive the darth vader-figurine might fall for me, cuz he must be like Teh shit of every fetish dream.... both of us will prolly end up in toys hell, but Darth in fact belongs there anyway and well me, yeah I don`t know, I kind of develloped into a quite decent human being in fact but I do not really have much more time to develope my decentness any further as its time to die and the longer I wait the more wrinkles and cellulite Iam gonna get and if there is one investation one should make then it must be eternal beauty for the afterlife, cuz seriously who gives a shit about character when you get a MDMA injection every morning?(they must have that in heaven...) but what if the`ll send me to earth one more time cuz I am not good enough. Lucky as Iamm I will prolly get reborn as the seventh child of a starving family in Malawi and how will I develope decentness on a place where there is no option but to be forced to be stronger than the other. I can`t stop thinking but I really gotta sleep now, will continue that thought tomorrow...