demondude needs cats to sustain his life force.
The only thing that matches my obvious poetic genious is my compassion to usernote you.
of course they are my buttercup o
Every day without you is like a cat spontaneously combusting.
I had a dream where I was talking about football.
She just starts... shrieking. Sitting in her chair, waving blindly at whatever disturbed her (usually her cat behind the blinds), and screaming insults. And I can’t take it anymore. Not that I could before, but I was able to rationalize back then. But things have changed now. I can’t
I posted my will in the mafia thread I hope you enjoy the present I gave you.
OH SNAP
Meet me in the club. It's goin' down.
Find latest posts
View Articles
View Blog Entries