"there are two forms of refuge from the misery of life - music and cats."
i like bands, black and white things, tea, books and cats
i get sad sometimes ((a lot)) and i tend to rant/vent here when that happens so sorry for that
My boyfriend was eager to meet my Mom, despite my various protests. I pulled into the parking lot of the cemetery where she’s buried, expecting him to completely freak out. When we approached her grave, he sat down, said hello, and talked with her for an hour about how lucky he was to have me.