I like talking about cats because not a lot of people hate them, therefore not a lot of people will hate me for liking them so much. It's a safety blanket, I guess. Pretending to be a cat is the back up plan for when being human doesn't work. It turns out this theory is not always successful though, therefore life is too difficult and I don't know what to do with myself or social situations. Now I smoke weed frequently which does me no favours either. I feel like shit and nothing works so I'm just gonna go crawl up in a hole of good music and art supplies and never come out.