HE IS ASKED TO COME CLOSE AND SNUGGLE AND HE IS SO HAPPY TO
Precious baby. <3
human, we need to have a talk about you not meeting the standards expected of you by the company.
It’s a cute little thing though.
What a weird cat.
YO I LEGIT THOUGHT THIS WAS A CAT TOO LOL
soviet russian grandma cats complaining about their grandchildren and swapping recipes
THEY HAVE EAR HOLES let me die
Sometimes I just wanna say I don’t give a fuck anymore but wtf it’s so hard
A book I adore has the quote “I’m on a rollercoaster that only goes up, my friend” (The Fault in Our Stars - John Green)
Now I would like to sustain the realisation I had a few days, perhaps a week ago, that I too am, like the fictional character Augustus Waters, on a rollercoaster that only goes up.
This said rollercoaster doesn’t exist. Of course it doesnt exist, it’s in a fictional book and also if there were a said certain type of rollercoaster it would be incredibly unsafe and so this is a metaphor as Gus is a big believer in metaphors.
And I would like to be too, however my metaphors aren’t nearly as fun nor, perhaps accurate isn’t the correct word to use to describe this but I’m going to use it anyway, accurate, nor also believable, as John Green’s.
Now let me draw your attention to my life. My life that has had only one direction, (not the band) this direction is just to appease others. Maybe live for others. This kept me going an extraordinarily long time and it felt good. This life having advised and helped and done things. But it’s becoming increasingly difficult to do and also becoming quite disconcerting. So what to do?
There is nothing to do but to push on, as difficult as it may be. As self-pitying I am, as sad, stressed. It doesn’t matter. My life is not HARD. In any way shape and/or form. Perhaps this disgust I feel every day is not because of what’s happening but of who I am and how I react to things.
I’m quite worried all the things I am or was sure about just isn’t the case. And the worry extends to my reaction to this sudden, or eventual jump into a reality I’m not sure I want to know about or live in. The stress of every day minor things is causing, as well as several illnesses which I don’t even know are real or just panic settling in all the time, snapping to ensue with everyone, and perhaps with this, I shall lose everyone and so finally purposely introvert myself. Not only to save myself from the disappointment in perhaps myself but also to waste no one’s time anymore.