The fact that I’m only staying alive for the people that love me even though. I don’t want this anymore but I also can’t leave them behind because I want to make sure they themselves are doing okay and feeling happiness. Whenever I see a homeless person on the side of the road. I’m tough as nails, but seeing those people knowing that could very well me just really hits me for some reason.
people call me pathetic for it, but knowing my cat will die one day, and probably sooner than later with him having severe asthma. My fiancé even half-jokes that I love my cat more than her but he’s the first pet that I ever truly had and, when I’m home, he’s glued to me. he’s on my lap at dinner and when I’m on the couch, he hangs out in the garage with i’m working out there.
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