Everyone’s in-love and the flowers pick themselves.
the people look like flowers at last
This is Leon. My neighbour died about a month ago and he has been left behind. I have been feeding him and now he sleeps in my shed on a pile of blankets. I called the RSPCA, the Cat Protection Society, and my local council and they all said I can’t do anything to help him without power of attorney which is so stupid he is a stray cat he has no family. Penny’s family never took him even though I contacted them several times about him.
I am very saddened by this, penny was a dear friend and she loved Leon with all her heart. I unfortunately can not keep him because I am a student living alone and already have two cats eating me out of pocket, but I would like to find somebody that will love and take care of him. If you live in Melbourne, share him around and maybe somebody will love him and want to take him home!
If you do think you have the time and love in your heart to look after this majestic idiot,p lease please message me!!
Recent events have made me realise how much I haven’t been around or been able to see those I care about. I missed a memorial for someone I truly cared about because I don’t talk to those who’ve been a part of my life and those I care for as much as I’d like to.
I’m sorry if I haven’t been there for you and I’m sorry if I haven’t been able to show you how much I really care.
Thankyou for being my friend and I hope you’re able to understand that I love and I care about every person who’s been a part of my life.
I really want to share this moment.
A bunch of us had all been eating vegan parmas at the Cornish Arms and we all ended up at a party in Brunswick somewhere. I wasn’t drinking and really wasn’t in the mood to be enjoying this party. I went outside at one point and Luke grabbed my hand and made me follow him around the corner and away from the crowd. I looked at him and I could see tears in his eyes. He hugged me and held me really tight and said “Thank-you for sharing this book with me. You saved me life.”
That was the last time I saw him.
A little while before this I’d given him Still Life With Woodpecker by Tom Robbins because I was trying to make him feel better and I knew this book always helped me when I was feeling down.
I keep replaying that moment in my head and wishing that I really had saved his life. I also keep thinking that if I had called him or gone and seen him more recently, maybe I could have helped.
He was one of the most genuine, sweet and beautiful people I’ve ever met.
I’ll always remember him that way.
Rest in Peace, I’ll miss you.
It’s only a paper moon
Sailing over a cardboard sea.
Lemon, sour tasting egg laid by a citrus duck.