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CanHasKITTEH

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DeadUponDoubt
fireyfists
MarMed2015
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Artist // Hobbyist // Varied
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My Bio
if I don't answer you, I am reading a gay fanfiction, just being honest. I am basically a cat, I am small, I love heat, I want attention but hate showing it, I don't like loud noises ( Like yelling), I sleep a lot, I can be energentic, I am fat. I am trash ( or Brendons treasure ). I am in a lot of fandoms.

Favourite Visual Artist
fireyfists
Favourite Movies
School Of Rock
Favourite TV Shows
Doctor Who, Sherlock, Avatar, Legend Of Korra
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Owl City, MCR, Fall out boy
Favourite Books
Harry Potter, Percy Jackson,
Favourite Writers
Lemony Snicket
Favourite Games
Sims 4, Minecraft
I was thinking about posting some Art...again.. I swear I've improved
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That one text

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I lean over towards the side of my bed and grab my phone. I open a formular app and sit there as my thumbs hover over the text, contemplating if I should make a Dissension i may regret. Do I send them a hello or do I sit there and ponder about their day. My thumbs move quickly as I type in a quick response, cringing at its lack of any intellectual properties. "Hey". I question if I should send a smilie but i deemed it would come across too needy. Minutes feel like hours as they pass, I'm given a signal telling me they are typing. 10 minutes pass and I'm thinking they are ranting and things ended badly. They had stopped typing minutes ago but
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blondie

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I hate how I always feel like making you laugh and when I can't, whether it's a little hehe or a new subject, it crushes me. I'm constantly stuck trying to get over you but what's the point of I can't be with you it's crazy how pain brings me to this concoction of words and rhythms that never see the bright of day. I may show you this work and tell you it's an idea but it's about you. It's about your laugh that echos my head days, months, years after hearing it in person. It's about the way you fall for everyone but me because I'm not good enough, not strong enough. It's about the tears that stain my face as I think about the chaos, madness,
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