A sleep-deprived being who doesn’t know how to comb her hair. Just another typical cat, making records of her troubles, stating her disillusionment about the society, giving out moronic thoughts over the most insignificant things and some of a hundred everyday menaces. And yes, cats do these.
These are the proofs of my crime, the truth behind my every lie.
(^._.^)
Claire. Had seen no more than nineteen summers.
"I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me" - Phil. 4:13
P.S. II
I tend to make "P.S." and I don't know why. I just do.
P.S. III
See?
P.S. IV
And um, meow?- Whiskers
I’m hungry.
I guess saying “stick up with the plan” doesn’t make me stick up with the plan at all. And saying I should stop doesn’t prevent me to do things I’ve been controlling myself from doing. Simply, saying things don’t control my actions. And my actions don’t reflect what I say.
I’ll go to the post office tomorrow then because e-mail is so mainstream~
P.S.
Then tomorrow, I will eat what I said. I really should change my diet now. Words are friends, not food.
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