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Angelina was perfect in Girl, Interrupted
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Tiébélé (by Guillaume & Pauline)
Square for a married couple or circle for unmarried. Awesome little houses.
These cute kitty keychains are not toys, but are in fact a very serious defense weapon.
Use coupon code ‘1000NOTES’ to get an extra 10% off your entire order!
i love these -
they look so harmless, yet can do so much damage…lol
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I do this…all the time.
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This day last week Squeek had been home for a whole day, and was curled up on my yellow chair, fast asleep and looking cute. She was full of beans and happy out. Especially happy because she was being let sleep in the house, a rare treat, but allowances were being made because she was sick. Sick. Not dying. Sick.
It’s hard to believe. It’s even harder to believe she’s not here. I still find myself looking out the windows for her, out of pure habit. I know I wont see her, but I’m still looking.
Mum called Suzie Squeek today and it broke my heart. I know I shouldn’t let it upset me, but it does. That name is sacred now, and can’t just be thrown about willy nilly.
Her garden is so lovely and peaceful and quiet. There is this amazing energy there. I know she is so close. I know she is free. But I know she is close.
I’m finding everything really difficult. Empathizing with anyone else’s problems is just too much at the moment. I find myself drifting totally out of conversations, not listening, and sort of involuntarily responding a general sort of sound when I realize the other person is no longer making noise. I’m not entirely sure if anyone has noticed yet. I don’t really care anyway.
I am always the one listening and being compassionate to a fault and taking on board all of everyone else’s baggage. I just cant right now. I wish, I just wish people were more sensitive and recognize that I am in pieces. There is this tiny thin thread of I don’t know what, stitching everything together, just about. Just about.
I sort of see why now, when a kids’ puppy or kitten gets run over, their parents throw another one at them right away. It’s like a rebound of sorts. I can barely look at my dogs, Suzie is a foreigner in my house. I’m being civil but I feel dead. She actually bit my foot today. I was pretty unimpressed. I don’t know about actively getting another cat. As much as I feel this massive hole, I only want Squeek. She is the only one that can fit the Squeek shaped hole in my heart.
Time heals all wounds. Maybe it’l heal it to a different shape. A smaller shape. A shape that another cat could come and live in. But right now, I just want to run away from myself. Sleep forever. Erase this last week of hell and have my baby back
sometimes i wish my cats did demented shit like this. then i realize that if i saw them do things like this, it would probably freak me out. im glad all they do is eat and sleep and give loves.
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The very last photo of Squeek.
Her burial, in her favorite blanket. I made a bouquet of flowers from what was around, the last daffodil, dandelions, buttercups, some long grass that she used to hide in, and lime green leaves from the little hedges.
Today, I planted flowers around her grave. I laid the stones and put some lovely soil in yesterday. I hadn’t even started anything today and Reilly just laid down as close as he could. He looks so sad.
The violas look like they have kitty faces. I wanted them yellow, violet and white. They were all Squeek’s colours. The bird’s singing away, the wind in the trees, and no other noise, a few bumble bees. All of Squeek’s favorite things.
tea etiquette in Ireland:
DRINK AS MUCH TEA AS POSSIBLE, never refuse, and become hospitalized from dehydration. that is how we bitches roll :)
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Literally my fave thing about the USA is how we said “fuck your redcoat language” when England acted stupid and made weird changes like dropping the U (and other stuff)You’re all freaks. We rebeled for a reason.There is no “U” in Freedom.
Its called English and not American for a reason. Get with the U America
Exactly!!!!!!
And this is a biscuit
and this is jelly
and these are called crisps
Get it right
yall wasn’t talking all that shit when we whooped that ass back in the 1700’s
step to us one more gin see don’t we do it again.
Don’t forget who had your back during WWII.
have we all conveniently forgotten who else uses the u?
Oh my sweet lord, I fucking love Tumblr.
Oh my god the end. I can’t stop laughing.
This is epic as fuck. LMFAO. Amurika.
c’:
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u ok
wandows
wandows r u drunk
Ngrmadly is new narmall
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cj-sewers is v. cute in a scary sort of way…
I am beyond tired. Squeek woke me up three times last night. She has slept most of today in my room. She’s outside now because it’s not raining, but its still very cold. Ive been drawing lots which is good for projects, not so good for my body which is sick of sitting and looking at this computer screen.
No, i think the majority of this meh, bleugh, argh that i am experiencing is directly because Im worried about my poor cat.
and no yoga tonight
:(
