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hey, remember that one time when we were out and you found a stray cat?

i do. 

it was so cute, you went over to it, mid sentence, and pet it. you were so friendly, and it was friendly back.

your eyes lit up and you really wanted to take it home.

but, we couldn't. no pets were allowed in our apartment building.

you suggested that we'd sneak it, and you'd take care of it.

but that never happened.

we never got to have a pet cat.

but, when you come back, we can have all the cats in the world!

doesn't that sound like fun?

i miss you.

i miss you way too fucking much.

and people can think i'm  a fucking psychopath or something, but i know you're coming back.

you'd never leave me, right?


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