I see you holding me.

He said that if I'm planning to keep being sad for a very long time,

might as well hide the eyes that speak of it. 

 That day, thank you for hiding all my bruises for me.

There aren't much stories to tell, and I'm almost always tired. Lately, these past few weeks, when I open my mouth, it's always all about the memories. But I think it's better to remember them all when one is lonely or want an escape, well, aside from sleeping, that is.

 Simba is sick, so I let him rest on my bed with kittygirl. Isn't he adorable.

If I were Murakami, he'd  be the hero cat in my story.

♥

Hello, stars. I hope you are well and healthy. I apologize for such a random post. 

I still just can't get my thoughts intact. I miss you.

haze

life is short my darling tell me that you love me

Sleepyhead.

I think I have become addicted with Simba. I used to hate him back then on his younger days, when he was  all snobby and proud when all kitties should be sweet and darling. Oh but who cares! I think kitties have different personalities too. Last week, my brother found a lost kitten on the road, he was so skinny and sick. We tried to cure him but there was nothing we could do to make him feel better. It was sad when he died, but I'd like to believe that he is on a much happier place now. Rest in Peace, Donaire. 

So this is where you can find me most of my days. The mess is incredible and the wall is still bare. I'm planning on decorating it with pictures, probably scrapbook type. You can see my tiny book shelf on the corner, filled with Harry Potter's. That's my cat on the bed, and the curtain is kept closed since it was raining and I don't want to be a sick girl again. Please, I have the worst immune system in the world!

p.s. Dear Moon is now active, go on, ask away ♥

Oh, thinking about our younger years...

I have the sweetest pets in the world. One morning, I accidentally slept on the couch while nursing my sick kitty and woke up an hour later with Aslan sitting beside me. I think he was just watching us and was amazed of how time seem to stop in our sleep. I like the way he gazes at certain things, it's like he can really understand them. So cute!

p.s. As an attempt to keep memories from falling apart, I will, hopefully, be posting more pictures & lists of things that inspire me. I can't always live in the shadows, can I? I wish you all a wonderful day, dears. August hadn't been so friendly, but you can never judge a girl for the number of times she loosed & started over.

much love,

haze