I want a cat.
Two floors down they have a cat, like a kitten I guess, that is playing in the window. I am dying. I want one. I want a buddy to curl up with. I am so lonely all the time. Here at the apartment I am alone. I want my own buddy, one to grow-up with and teach things. I want a cat to love.
I want a cat.
I MISS MY RENJI-KIIIINNNNSS -insert cries of woe-
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Fragmented Self who wanders through life like a dreamer and wades through the river of dreams as though it were the only truth left in this world
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