will go back to being a fandom blog soon but like im actually. so incredibly fucking lost without her. we have 2 other cats but theyre not her. she was my best friend. and she died in my arms. where she liked to be. she died in one of her favorite spots and that spot was right there with me. every room in this house reminds me of how clingy she was. my bed reminds me of how shed sleep there, right beside my legs. the couch is where she died. the dinner table spot where i play pc games is where shed sit between my arms or lay on top of my mouse arm. the hallway upstairs is where shed do her silly little spin, a spin i taught her because i kept luring her away from my bedroom door with one hand so i could go in without her chasing after me and then she started doing it on her own when i opened the door a little. the bathroom is where id listen to her scratching at the door because she couldnt handle me being in there. the kitchen is where shed make me trip regularly. every square inch of this house is just memories of her and it fucking hurts no matter where i look!! just yesterday i took a picture of her and her brother holding my bed hostage and now that will never happen and its so so fucked up.
