"One day in the subway, James saw a red cat with a wound to the leg that likely resulted from a fight with another cat. It was obvious that the cat needed help. James could not pass and took the cat to the vet. With a little medical treatment and prescription drugs, the cat quickly recovered. At that point, James found it impossible to say goodbye to Street Cat Bob. Bob followed James everywhere he went. As James played the guitar on the street and Bob sat nearby, revenues increased dramatically. People found it difficult to pass when they looked at the cute kitty. James went on to write a book describing their adventures in the street which was full of life – both dramatic and comedic. In the book, James says that he could not have imagined how meeting Bob would change his life. His friendship with the cat healed him from a life that had been very hard. Most likely, if Bob could speak, he would say the same thing.”
Um, so here is a book I am going to go BUY… NOW.
HE’S WEARING SCARVES YOU GUYS
I cared about one person and it fucked me up.
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the only aisle i’ll be walking down is the alcohol section of my local grocery store
Please never fucking kill yourself, don’t you fucking d a r e kill yourself. You’re such a precious god damn creature and somebody fucking loves you whether you think so or not. Don’t you fucking ever pull that shit, don’t. I love you so goddamn much.