Love when my cat flings himself into the air after a toy, but he has no style. Straight up ragdoll physics.
One day i want to take a video of Yardstick straight-up hurling himself into the void. Cats have no conception that there is a future. There is just now and the jingly toy.
I have been told that I am a CUTE PERVERT. Mostly, though, I'm a bisexual witch-slash-mermaid-slash-cloud of chaos.
Honestly, I typically refer to myself as a human trash heap with delusions of grandeur.
"Take me or leave me; or, as is the usual order of things, both."
— Dorothy Parker
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