i don't know what this is anymore, call it a ceremonial funeral ground for my leftover feelings.
Monday, December 9, 2013
The virtual cat's purring makes me miss my real kitty....
my baby kitty.
Gena's around 12 now but she's still my baby. I lay with her every night in bed, I allow her to sleep next to my face.
When I'm away from her, I feel sadder at night.
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