Toco The Cat And His Human: Growing Up Together
A tabby cat and her little human both turned two this year. They have been growing up together since birth. The two share a very special friendship and are completely inseparable. The parents have documented their special bond on instagram. It’s evident that kitty loves his little human and the little girl adores her furry best friend.
Via Love Meow
I have so many things mounting up inside my head and I have no words for it and listening to creep on loop probably isn’t the best decision it surely wasn’t banned for nothing
I know I don’t have many followers, but if it isn’t too much to ask I would like for everyone to just take a second to read my story. The pictures above are a summary of my life the past two years. From my first date with Christian, to my first and only prom with him, to finding out I was pregnant and starting our family. As you can see the past two years have sort of been a roller coast ride for me, with plenty of ups and downs. But I can easily say they were the best two years of my life. There are a few dates I will never forget, starting with February 26th, 2012. That was the day me and christian officially started our relationship. The next date is July 11th, 2012. The day I found out I was approximately 7 weeks pregnant. January 12th, 2013, the day we moved into our little house. Then February 13th, 2013. The day my son, Noah Clark Carden came into the world. I’ll never forget June 8th, 2013, the day Christian was taken to jail (just a minor probation violation), and July 23rd, 2013, the day he was released. After that, the dates are all kind of just a blur and a flash of good memories. Until, October 30th, 2013. That is the night Christian died. I found him, he had committed suicide. I stayed by his side until the ambulance arrived, but he had no heart beat. I followed them to the hospital and as soon as they resuscitated him and he was stable they allowed me in his room. At first
I haven’t written anything for quite some time. my mind is either filled with too many things or nothing at all. I don’t even know where to start and I don’t even know what to say and I don’t even know how I feel. I keep losing my compass, more often than not. I’ve grown weary and I’m getting more and more unsure about the essence of life, each day being further away from the focal point, whatever that is. I can’t even remember how it feels like to feel certain about something, to be the person with the most absurd dreams and believing that ‘I’ll get there.’
have I grown into a realist? I’ve accustomed myself to just get by. I’ve acquired the art of it.
I can’t see where I’m going anymore. I used to look up at the sky and see my future almost vividly, thinking that one day, I’ll be at the other end of the world, looking up like this and remember the day of me daydreaming and how I’ve achieved it.
I look up at the same sky today and I do remember, but only remembering how hopeful I could be, and how hopeless I am now.
is it really too much to ask to just want to spend your life learning things without being tested on them
#LOOKAT THE BABY #LOOK AT THE LITTLE LEGS #AND THE FLUFF #LOOK AT THE TAIL #I’M DYING HELP ME KITTIES ARE SO CUTE #LOOK AT IT IT’S JUST A LITTLE BALL OF FLUFF #BARELY EVEN HAS LEGTS #AND SUCH A CUHTE FACE I’M DYFIGN OMGGGG #cat
does anyone else suddenly get hit with flashes of dialogue or scenery or characterization that would be perfect to use if you actually had a plot you could incorporate it into
New skate trick: The notebook
i didn’t know it was possible to trust someone this much
Baby LED light suit halloween costume preview
NO PHOTOSET HAS MADE ME HAPPIER.
Let me keep my distance, always, from those who think they have the answers.
Let me keep company always with those who say
“Look!” and laugh in astonishment,
and bow their heads.
— Mary Oliver (via oofpoetry)