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My thirteen year old self is crying hard over Liam Payne’s death, I still can’t wrap my head around it, he was five years older than me, my heart breaks for his family 

I was scrolling through twitter and I just read a whole thread about a french man who went on trial because he allowed and encouraged 72 men to rape his wife while she was drugged and completely passed out. The evilness of men knows no bounds, this is absolutely heartbreaking 

Nothing beats Naruto, in my opinion… but Attack on Titans is a close second 

I’ve finally started watching Attack on Titans and I’m glued to the screen, guys 

Hello! I hope you're doing well. I'd love it if you could check out my story. No worries if you're unable to, and feel free to delete this message if you need to. Have a great day!
          
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Guys, I’m going to quit smoking today… please send me good vibes so I don’t tear my hair out, please and thank you 

Damn, I nearly lost access to my account today. No joke, I was literally sweating, trying to remember my password. It broke my heart because I love to write, even if it’s not that amazing, it’s one of the few sources of entertainment I have right now, and I intend to finish my stories. Hell, I even intend to start new ones! Good lord  

I’ve updated Catharsis, for those who might be interested in the story. I didn’t plan to update for some time, given the most recent (and unfortunate) developments in my life, which I’m still trying to digest. I needed to take my mind off the grief for a little bit, that is why I decided to write. It didn’t come out the way I expected, but I hope you enjoy it. 

I don’t think I will be writing for a long while, guys. Like I said in my previous post, I’m sitting in my grief. Nina was everything to me and my boyfriend, we’re heartbroken and frankly, still in denial. Three days ago our cat was alive, and now… she’s not.
          I’ve been raised around cats and dogs all my life, my family has always loved animals. I’ve always loved animals, they’re family to me. I’ve lost so many during my childhood and adolescence. I think it’s been years since the last time I cried this hard, and I don’t think I’ll be able to stop anytime soon. My baby girl is gone forever.
          I think it only hurts less when I’m asleep, because once I open my eyes again, the silence is overwhelming. We no longer hear her light snores, her chewing sounds, her purring… I no longer feel her weight on my chest, her little paws on my chin… her beautiful gaze. I thought I had more time with her. I feel inconsolable. Nothing can bring her back to us. 
          I’m sorry, guys. It’s just… too much. 
          I still intend to finish my stories and eventually I will, once my mental health allows it, but right now… there’s only grief. 
          Stay safe, guys. Hug your pets, love them as much as you can, they all deserve love. Enjoy their company for as long as you can. 

My sweet cat has passed away two days ago on sunday afternoon. She wasn’t mine originally, she was my boyfriend’s and her name was Nina. We weren’t home when she died, but his father called and said she wasn’t feeling so good. When we got there, she was already dead. I cannot begin to explain how heartbroken I am  I see her in every corner of this room, on the chair, in front of the TV, on top of me on the bed. Last night I felt like she leaned against my feet, like she always did because she loved to be in contact with us, but… she’s not here anymore. It hasn’t been a year yet since I met her, but she has been with me through many difficult days (I’ve been unemployed for a couple of months and my boyfriend is still working, so I’m usually more at home than he is), she has been the light of so many dark days — as well as my boyfriend — and now she is gone, and I don’t know what to do. Being here without her hurts so deeply. We spent so many mornings together, sometimes whole days really, just the two of us. She wasn’t mine but I felt like she became my child and I loved her so, so much. I would tell her that almost every day, and I would say that I would hurt anyone who tried to hurt her, but disease took her from us and I feel completely desperate, I only wish she was still here with us, purring on top of my chest, or playing with us. It still doesn’t feel real and I still expect her to walk in the room after eating. I still see her at the top of the staircase, waiting for us. She was so beautiful and so pure, so loving and so playful. I don’t know how to overcome this. I don’t want to forget her face, I don’t want to forget what she sounds like. My heart is so broken