cat when I’m snuggling him: I’ve never met you in my life. you bastard. you fiend. stop this at once
cat when I’m busy doing something and can’t pet him right that second: Where Is My Kisses From Mommy??? Where Is My Snuggles And Cuddles That I Crave So Dearly. You Are A Cruel And Unjust Mother And I Am Going To Scream
From Philly to New York City. On a new adventure. For my personal posts/face check out my personal tag.
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“I have this strange feeling that I’m not myself anymore. It’s hard to put into words, but I guess it’s like I was fast asleep, and someone came, disassembled me, and hurriedly put me back together again. That sort of feeling.”— Haruki Murakami (via goodreadss)
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