Darling

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when you see your little kitty walking toward you at a leisurely pace and say "hi baby!" bc you're excited to see her and she starts trotting a little bit faster 'cause she's excited to see you too. that's what life is all about i think

But what about how she says “mrrrow” just as she starts her lil trot?

i’d say the best thing i have learned this year is to just let people be who they naturally are. no psychoanalyzing them, no overthinking my actions, no asking what i could possibly do to keep their presence in my life. i just bring my best self to the table and always move from a place of love and respect. how that person responds is ultimately up to them. if that causes them to exit my life, i just let it happen. i will never be in the business of changing people. people are only ever ready to change when they’ve made the conscious decision to. all i can do is check myself and be kind always.

Me whilst reading it back a second time: Hey we might actually got something here

are you guys OK. sometimes i get the vibe, that you are at your wits end

what with all the kafka quotes and depression music

I can close my eyes and I’m sat at my kitchen table in my childhood home. My big brother is standing on the chair opposite me, his tiny arms struggling to mix the dough in the mixing bowl in front of him. It sits on the table cloth, the one with the apples, that was always a little bit sticky. The sun pours in and warms the orange tinted wooden floors. My parents haven’t knocked down the wall between the kitchen and the conservatory yet, the fridge still has its tiny freezer. I could still fit in the sink, if I needed to - I could sit cross legged while my mother washes me. My mother, her hair curling around her face (she doesn’t straighten it every day yet). she smiles as if the weight of two children has yet to settle on her shoulders. My dad holds a chunky silver camcorder. I can hear the birds, the grass has just been mown, the smell is summer, laughter, comfort. Nothing bad has happened to me yet. 

you told your toddler not to be rude and so now he is developing an incredible skill with sick fucking burns