As I'm sure many of you know, I have a liking for cats. Small ones, big ones, fat ones, shaved ones, ginger ones, brown ones, white ones, one-eyed ones. You name them and I'll like 'em. Except for black ones. They look at me funny.
As a result of my admiration I thought I'd post this to amuse you guys while you wait for profiles, walls, blogs, notifications, clubs e.t.c.
There are two kinds of folks who sit around thinking about how to kill people: psychopaths and mystery writers. I'm the kind that pays better. ~Rick Castle
Might as well get in on the kitty thing with my favorite (and my current desktop). Since the other one decided not to work:
Spoiler! :
Never forget who you are, for surely the world will not. Make it your strength. Then it can never be your weakness. Armor yourself in it, and it will never be used to hurt you.
I'd rather waltz than just walk through the forest. The trees keep the tempo and they sway in time. Quartet of crickets chime in for the chorus. If I were to pluck on your heart strings would you strum on mine?
I'm going to post as much as I can on this thread. KITTIES. <3
I'd rather waltz than just walk through the forest. The trees keep the tempo and they sway in time. Quartet of crickets chime in for the chorus. If I were to pluck on your heart strings would you strum on mine?
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root
and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky
of a treee called life; which grows higher than the soul can home
or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart
(i carry it in my heart) — e.e. cummings
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