people knowing that i’ve cried and people seeing me cry are two different things like i don’t care if people know i’ve cried because like everybody cries but when it comes to people actually being there and seeing me cry in the moment??? no. nope. nah. no thanks. i’m good. no thank you. let’s not
GET YOUR GAME IN THE HEAD
i thought this was a kids game
I hate that city with a firy passion.
Never trust maps you can draw five-point-diagrams within circles on.
This is my new favorite non threatening threat
chameleons have such cute hands
look they’re like little mittens
i found a leather jacket made for build-a-bears in my closet so naturally i had to put it on my cat
I hear my mom shrieking downstairs, shouting up to me about “THE CATS! THE CATS!”
I run downstairs, thinking someone has died or something and see THIS:
I FEEL LIKE I NEED TO PUNCH SOMETHING TO GET OVER THE ADORABLENESS
I GET SO EXCITED WHEN ALL FOUR OF MY CATS ARE IN THE SAME ROOM OMG
their like a well choreographed boy band, heck even the colors work
Then finish it… ’Cause I’m with you till the end of the line.