Once upon a time in the middle of June, and the vodka bottles fell like feathers from the sky, there sat a politician at a window, which had a frame of black plastic, and signed a declaration of war. A cat came into his life.
ok...so i'm going to write about my life so be prepared for the rollercoaster of my life
*DISCLAIMER* IM HORRIBLE AT WRITING SO BEAR WITH MY "CHICKEN SCRATCH"
thanks,
havingyou17
Hi, i am the man with no mission, i am actualy on a mission.
I'm creating a sort of weekly blog in this book where i talk about who i am, what i do and what i do wrong with my life (and what i do to solve this)
No one's life is perfect, but i want to make my life perfect for me.
"Dear dog, stay hairy and good, so the dear master will always assist you. and I want to look down on you from heaven, and I want to be around you. "
But then a amazing cat came into the story.
And everything changed ...............
This is a bunch of depressing stuff that only holds meaning to me and maybe one other person one day but they probably will never know about this so whatever.