They Should Invent A Day That Does Not Exhaust Me And Suck The Life Out Of Me

I recently had surgery, and at the time I came home, I had both my cat and one of my grandma's cats staying with me.

- Within hours of surgery, I wake up from a nap to my cat gently sniffing at my incisions with great alarm.

- I was not allowed to shower the first day after surgery, and the cats, seeing that The Large Cat is not observing its cleaning ritual, decided I must be gravely disabled and compensated by licking all the exposed skin on my arms, face, and legs.

- I currently have to sleep with a pillow over my abdomen because my cat insists on climbing on top of me and covering my incisions with her body while I sleep (which is very sweet but not exactly comfortable without the pillow). She also lays across me facing my bedroom door, presumably on guard for attackers who may try to harm me while I'm sleeping and injured.

That's love. 🐈‍⬛🐈❤️

i'll be honest I don't think my frontal lobe will develop by age 25

the art of. using periods incorrectly to fine tune line delivery

trans ppl are NOT real neither are gay people or men .

love being in bed under big winter covers i feel like an old king dying of illness telling his last will to his son

*bass drop* w-w-w-whats good lactation nation its your girl dj cowtits bringing you the sloshiest beats

I am not the divine masculine or the divine feminine I am the divine comedy and you will address me as such

cozy girl forced to get out of bed no survivors