Alice
has not left yet. A person who sounds awful claimed him…I’ve gone outside four times today and each time he runs up to me and eats the food we’ve got for him on the porch and climbs into my arms and I never want him to leave.
I figured out why it smelled like cat poop in the basement
It’s cos there was cat poop in the basement.
I’m on Tumblr right now and I’m pooping.
No shame.
I AM IN THE LIVING ROOM.
I WILL SEE YOU WHEN YOU GET OUT.
MAYBE YOU WILL, MAYBE YOU WON’T.
Jealous?
Just a Wednesday night at The Brothel.
