I have pics of her. She was a cute little kitty

I have chihuahua though

Can I see?

I'll put it in pictures

Okay

Good night fuckers.

No

Oh

Dont leave us

But I have work in the morning

Everything turns to shit after you leave

Lol

Yeah...

You're the stabilizer

If you say so

I do

Alrighty... Good night

Yes

mmm yes

I don't like sand

please don't

it's course...

And rough...

And irritating...

And it gets EVERYWHERE.

same

Fuuuck

mmm yes tell me how you really feel

I'm bored, carl

I feel like I'm just sitting here waiting to die.

Likewise.

*except I welcome death.*

I'm indifferent to it. When it happens, I won't care.

To many have said that to spend their last thoughts realizing how wrong they were~

Caring about death is in our genes.

And we cannot deny it.

So, if that's the case, why do you welcome death?

There is a difference between standing before some one, and standing inside while somebody knocks from outside.

We all feel fear when death stands before us

But some Open the door and let him in, while others run and hind in their closets, and force him to batter down the door and come find them.

We that accept his arrival and allow him entrance, will die easier then those that force his hand.