it’s really weird trying to think about what goes on in a dog or cat’s head. just imagine being a cat on a street and there’s no people, just all these boxes with closed doors, and you lack the imagination to think there’s people and furniture and other cats behind those walls. it’s just this world of huge rectangles that people disappear into. but still they seem to adapt pretty easy and don’t really care how everything in the world works


when people send your friends anon hate



you think you’re a better kisser than me??? you think you’re a better cuddler? come over here and prove it punk


Do you ever hear a song from a few years ago and it makes you remember the exact moment you heard it


when will my master return from the supermarket