one of the best feelings about love is seeing someone slowly come out their shell. like wow i adore you now and yet i still have so much more to learn about you. what a privilege
I look at my cat. “You’re kitty” I say. She counters with a blank stare. She doesn’t need to respond. Of course she’s kitty. Everyone already knows that
Hey girl, sorry for being a little low energy last night!!!! I’m cursed to carry around The Anvil of Grief & it was just especially heavy yesterday