are absolutely disgusting.
pretty much sums up my job
are going to make an art film.
It’s going to be super deep and meaningful.
just because I tell them about my dancing muffins
and my pet unicorns
He hates me.
But you see, its his own fault.
He’s the one that just struts around being all fluffy all the time.
I mean, can you really blame a girl for trying to snuggle with a fluffy cat?