The crazy cat-lady.

Remember the concept, about dying an old spinster with seven cats.
I fucking want to be that person.

That day, my friend was telling me that at one point I will get sick of parties and travel and want to settle down.

Yes, I will.
But I won’t want a family still.
I’d want a cottage in the middle of nowhere and seven fucking cats.
You know why?
Because cats never stop being cute.
Unlike babies.
Who fucking grow up
And then they become world hating bitches like me.

So, fuck the world.
I want my cats.

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