Dear Schizo Soulmate, You, yes, you…the one I haven’t yet met. I’m talking to you. Have you run out of fantasies to entertain yourself? What’s the matter? Still need my fire to create your selfish thought patterns? Well, I’m not here, and I’m not there. Unless you’re looking for claw marks, don’t come to meContinue reading “A Black Cat Moment”
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A Black Cat Moment
I bare four claws: I hated you. I hated you, and that hurt me. I hated you because you conned me. I hated you because you conned me, and all I wanted at that time was to serve you a full cup.
A Black Cat Moment
No. I will not soften myself for your weak ego. Should you bomb me with love, you’ll be greeted with claws.
A Black Cat Moment
I keep ten swords, and they’re all in my claws. Just look at my raw paws, my light nails, my dark laws.
A Black Cat Moment
Do you know what I did? The rat race king selected two of his best mice minions to fight me. Those mice thought they would feast upon my sleek, shiny coat for they had envisioned my dead body a ceremonial public banquet to be placed upon and served on their dirty refectory table. Bad move,Continue reading “A Black Cat Moment”
A Black Cat Moment
Dear Cat People, As you know, I can’t stand rats, mice, and all types of rodents, especially the grey ones. Their rat race is dirty, tricky, lazy. All they build are nests, nests, and more entangled nests. They lie, steal and spy all day. You know very much who they are. They make me sickContinue reading “A Black Cat Moment”
A Black Cat Moment
My soulmate suffers from schizophrenia. His fortress keeps an encyclopedia. His episodes are alphabetized, unreachable and unadvertised. Detained in darkness and no depth, His scrambled heart creeps out in steps. I know not what to do– hate him and love him, too ?
A Black Cat Valentine’s Day Massacre
You see, the difference between you and me is my eyes remain wide open while yours are still wide shut. You see, the difference between you and me is I offer blessings while you deliver curses. You see, the difference between you and me is I like licking on long-lasting lollipops while you like suckingContinue reading “A Black Cat Valentine’s Day Massacre”
A Black Cat Moment
When your little black, ball-shaped eyes stare at me, I know you think you see me. Your blindfold makes you believe that. Can’t you see yourself in me? Just because you have whiskers, and I have whiskers, doesn’t mean we’re the same. Mine are pointed and ready, yours fatigued and sweaty.
A Black Cat Moment
You left me crooked there with that remark you just made. Let me straighten your angle. You seem a little lost in thought again. So you say you do it for the thrill. What’s that? You’ll need more chunks of cheese trails to chase after me? You mean those third-party hookers just won’t do? CheddarContinue reading “A Black Cat Moment”