OMG, my soul!!!
OMG, my soul!!!
Two mama cats who gave birth at the same time, co-mothering their eight new babies.
However, I prefer to think of them as a lesbian cat couple.
lesbian cat couple yes good
i felt the otp coming on
ITS BACK ON MY DASH :D
I will always, ALWAYS reblog the lesbian cat moms
Raising their kittens together and being adorable little lesbian kittehs
Also that artwork is the best okay just
HAPPY LESBIAN CATS
So my heart just sort of happily exploded
Pfft, this is my first reblog in a month but even I will never not reblog lesbian kitty moms
This website worries me
ITS NEARLY CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!!!!! hell yea christmas is my favourite time of the year SO i thought it’d be nice to do a lil giveaway!! ^p^ i know alpacasso’s are popular and fair enough because theyre SO CUTE so i thought i’d give 2 away! 1st prize gets a santa themed alpacasso thats 45cm tall, 2nd prize gets a winter themed alpacasso thats 30cm tall!
- you dont have to be following me to enter! but, i’ll make sure the winner for first prize is one of my followers!
- reblog as many times as you want! likes don’t count but feel free to like this post to bookmark it!
- no giveaway blogs!
- will ship worldwide!
- winner must have their askbox open! if they don’t reply within 48 hours, i’ll pick a new winner!
- giveaway ends January 1st! I’d ship before Christmas, but that’d be too short a deadline and postage is so slow before Christmas!
if you have any questions, please ask me off-anon! thanks and good luck! ^u^
I am such a fuck up some days.
I’m going to fizzle out.
Texted: I understand.
Meant: I finally understand what you want from me.
Texted: thank you.
Meant: you were always honest, thanks for that. But I’m starting to want more, I think? Or maybe I just want a do-over. Either way, it’s not possible, but thanks for what you’ve given me.
Texted: I’m going for a walk.
Meant: I hurt.
Texted: I need air.
Meant: I’m suffocating.
Texted: the house is too cold.
Meant: I don’t want to be here anymore.
You really are nice. But I’m broken, so it doesn’t work. I can’t do anything unless I fix myself and even though I tried really hard it’s all I know so I don’t even really know what fixed is! And so, I’m sorry. I’m always saying that, but at least I always mean it.
It’s gotten a little too dangerous. It has to stop now. Too bad, I really enjoyed it. Maybe next time I’ll find a way to make it last longer?
I fed the monster tonight,
That’s all the monster is going to get for a while.
The taste of flesh still lingers on the monster’s tongue, it hungers for more but I won’t let it.
I thought I had it under control, but the monster was so hungry.
After not having a decent meal, I could understand being needy.
That was no excuse for letting the monster go free.
But I did.