Mood: content
Listening to: what to do by ok go
It's not to say lusting after someone who' emotionally involved (happy or not) is the root of all evil, however, feeling contempt for the oblivious lover who's cheek he so gingerly kisses apon arriving home after a long day of arty wit and intellectual garbage (both purged and binged) is leaning in the direction of cruel. I have to wonder what he thinks about when he's crawling like a stray cat into her warm bed and cuddling close breathing deep her scent and falling to sleep effortlessly. So afraid to be alone he wont stop pawing at the door and whinning for his milk and stroke on the head, his only response? Twirling at your feet, rubbing on your legs and then running off to bat a mouse around between his paws just to prove his primal instincts are still intact despite his lack of human dignity. Ranting always helps when you're upset, and fully understanding that no one reads these i am completely fine ranting, this is the only place i can comfortably purge my emotional frustration without feeling a tinge of guilt for my self pitty. Much like washing my hands after touching something dirty i simply post this like a memo to myself without worry anyone else cares..this is glorious.
