Do. Not. The. Cat. Please.

the catfluff has fluffed

hmmm... aging like a fine wine: better and better; pixie dust on my fine lines... of linen but this is particular for the beginning; you made and oof when you fluffed, don't blush, it's floofs. As my mood and attitude feel aligned I'm gonna keep shit poetic with these vibes...

So like a cat staring at a door, I saw like a tyrannosaur staring at a meteor; behold this flash of light; ended in the blink of an eye into grey twilight.

thas a beautiful poem

ty ty