My Cat Is Not Insane, She's Just

No Matter What Bullshit You Heard, Hes Still Mine! He'll Always Be Mine

Then Your Heart Is A Black, Shriveled Thing, Because You Absoluteky Betray Me.

What If The Beauty Around Us Is Meant As A Reminder For The Many Gifts We Have Been Given And Our Need To Give Thanks To Them?

She's Easy To Lead Around, A Shiny Present Here, A Pretty Compliment There, And You Have True Love And A Popped Cherry Sacrificed To The God Of Deception And Hormones. Young Girls Are So Ridiculous--so Predictably Easy.

Sometimes The People Closest To You Betray You, And Your Home Isn't A Place You Can Be Happy Anymore.