Friday, July 6, 2007
tragik magik
i woke up curled up on a recliner, to an absolutly love starved white cat with leamur eyes, the lil head butts & kitty squeeks were enough to make anyone ooze with mooshiness, she curled up with me and rubbed her head all over my face. I sorta wanted to cry, this cat felt that wierd emptyness i want to fill. astrologically this is correct. but astrology is like a pot hole you see it and have a choice to walk around or right into it...today i opted for the ridiculous choice. the design of me.
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