i always try to reach out my tiny little hand to give others a little comfort.. however, frail me.. yearns for understanding.. it sometimes make me feel that its only becos of the little warmth that i can give others at times they need which gives my whole existence another meaning. its me who needed them, or they needed me? i believe its the former one... i am just like the brown kitten.. yearning for support.. yearning for recognition (that my little hands are there).. yearning for appreciation.. yearning for notice.. yearning for emotional help... i believe i eventually get happiness out of it.. but the feeling is very fake itself.. i don't see why when my arm stretches over, the cats could intentionally or unintentionally shift itself and gives me the occasionally empty feelings. life for cats would be simple i guess. having friends would the bestest things that could ever happen to them. thats why they will cherish it. will you even learn from them? Are you going to cherish that i actually once step into your life?
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eh, choose another animal. cat is already given to someone le.
i only have cute cat pics sia... and i am brown CAT.. bleah
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