#kittenthings

Release from this cage human! I have #kittenthings to do! #kitten #kittensofinstagram #quarentine https://www.instagram.com/p/ByjVZRZhTvQ/?igshid=1f9bxe7e9e6p

(I’ve never had an animal that was okay with being dressed up I’m SO EXCITED 🎃🖤) https://www.instagram.com/p/BpRw1WHhF5m/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1b5uj9ro5mw9n

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Pretty much feel like dying at this point. I have a headache. Thanks, weather. My roommate never cleans anything. I do it all. There's this fucker working on a motorcycle outside his APARTMENT across the way from mine and he keeps revving it. Fucking asshole. He's been tuning up this thing for over a week now. My coworker is still useless after having an accident. I'm sick of hearing you say your x, y, or z hurts. We have shit to do. But mostly I'm just sick of being upset over these things. I'm tired of being irritated and angry. I'm frustrated about being angry. What a fucking circular situation. I want to give up and cry and skip work and lay in bed for 3 days. I want the sunshine to come back and I want to be in Texas and not this awful state with it's awful weather and lack of anything worth mentioning. I want people to get their fucking shit together and stop being fucking stupid ass, selfish cunts. Like use some basic human skills or some goddamn common sense.

I've been so angry this week. Borderline explosive. But I kept it all together. It slipped out a bit today. Things turned out alright. Some of it boils down the fact that... I am sick of trying and failing at the things I want to do and the things I want to be good at. I am sick of not having the time to get better at the things I'm interested in. I'm sick of going in directions I don't really want to go, just to make sure I can make ends meet. I'm sick of not being where I want to be in my life. I am tired of the changing plans. Why can no one seem to keep their word? Why does no one have their shit together? It may not be an ideal situation but goddammit I have my shit together. Why does no one around me have their fucking shit together?!?

We're so much alike that it's scary. But I love it. I am obsessed with it. I am obsessed with you. I keep thinking, "we're the same person." I feel so connected to you in a way that I'm not sure I've experienced before. At first I saw someone from the past in you, but now all I see is parts of me with a face I can't fucking resist. I want to be with you almost every second of every day. I wish you came home to my bed. I don't want you to find someone else. These are all thoughts I should not be having. Is it still infatuation...? Is it bad that I hope it's not?