Once, when I was little, I was eating one of my favorite frozen dinners by myself in the kitchen/dining room, one that had fried potatoes in the shape of smiley faces. For some ungodly reason, presumably bc children are all sadistic little freaks in some ways, I was pretending that the smiley faces were babies, and that I was eating them, complete with making lil pretend baby cooing sounds- but I don't recall making any screaming or crying sounds, thank god. Which makes what eventually happened even stranger; for some reason, staring at one of my hapless victims, I suddenly grew something like a conscience and started to cry.

So basically sometimes moods do weird things, especially depending on outside factors such as hormones or tiredness (or both), and sometimes seemingly without any determinable reason at all; and you may find yourself anthropomorphizing random food products that have even the vaguest approximations of a face. Don't feel too badly about the sad croissant.

Oh ivfnkdbdkdkkrf nah you’re so real for that tbh 🙏😔 one time me and my cousin were making chicken fried rice and while we were shredding the chicken I mentioned how it probably had a family wondering where it went and we both started crying so hard we couldn’t continue and my aunt just walked in on us sobbing while preparing the rice 🧎‍♂️

It do be like that sometimes xD but yeah specially anything tiny that looks sad (・´ω`・) that’s why I just take small objects that are abandoned or look sad and keep them or put them in a better place which makes =w= no sense it’s just sad to leave them there