Meow

Just a random teen gurlie, cat lover n rhymer

[starlitdreamer0]

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Hii tumblr residents!!! ＼(^^)／

I'm Joy <3 (she/her)

𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕀 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖:

☆ Furry animals (especially cats)

☆ Art (I draw when I'm bored)

☆ Books (mostly fantasy)

☆ Poems

☆ Stalking people's blogs (*^ω^)

☆ Making friends (talk to meeee)

𓂃˖˳·˖ ִֶָ ⋆⋆ ִֶָ˖·˳˖𓂃 ִֶָ 𓂃˖˳·˖ ִֶָ ⋆⋆ ִֶָ˖·˳˖𓂃 ִֶָ 𓂃˖˳·˖ ִֶָ ⋆⋆ ִֶָ˖·˳˖𓂃 ִֶָ

I'll be posting my poems, writing, pics of my kitties ♡ and basically just about anything I want to share.

Also, I'm a minor, so DNI creepy ppl

Here's a pic of one of my kitties ﾟ+.ヽ(≧▽≦)ﾉ.+ﾟ

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[starlitdreamer0]

Uhm.. is this seat taken?

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Meow

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What does this look mean??

[starlitdreamer0]

There are some people

Who unleash their problems

Into the world

They rage and yell

At the ones who are close

As if it's their fault

And then there are

People like her

Who just smile silently

'Cause their problems are their own

Always careful not to let it affect

Their cherished ones

You didn't even notice

That something was wrong,

Did you?

[vesperthecreativesilly]

hey I’m turning purple 💜

[dizzys-not-dead]

I am so so very evil and the only cure for this ailment is one (☝🏼) trip to the aquarium with the fishies

[crazieglitter]

I must appease my soul by sacrificing an innocent piece of glittery pink cupcake to the murderous pit in my tummy

[starlitdreamer0]

I love this marble.

[starlitdreamer0]

hellooo joy thank you for the spam ily for that (tell your cat i said hi!)

(*≧∇≦)/ ♡ \(≧∇≦*)

Kitty likes your greeting!! Here's her response:

[crazieglitter]

Side blogs have a personality of their own. Like, I wouldn't be surprised mine just violently ripped away from my main blog and skipped off into the sunset, yelling, "I don't know you, we're too different!!!"

[starlitdreamer0]

Whenever sum1 likes my post

I feel the urge to like theirs

But some of 'em r like a ghost

Posts r few, at the most

So then I stalk their blog,

Debating whether to like

An old pic of their dog

Or a post of a shiny bike

But I don't want em to think

That I'm stalkin their blog

I don't want em to blink

And think I'm a weird clog

[ivyvolturra-poetry]

My mother still talks about my hair in the past tense.

She remembers it straight.

She remembers brushing it before school, parting it neatly, sending it down my back in a dark line.

I remember that too.

But somewhere between then and now, it changed.

A bend at the ends. A wave where there wasn't one before.

Then more.

Now, when I wash it, it gathers into curls and curves before anyone can tell it not to.

My mother says it used to be straight.

As though the past is proof.

As though change needs permission.

As though the child she remembers is more real than the girl standing in front of her.

But every morning,

the mirror and I conspire against her memory.

[starlitdreamer0]

Why do some people try to impress random strangers by insulting the one person who's been with them for years?

[starlitdreamer0]

I once saw a spider near my bed

What ever shall I do?

I stare at it in horror,

But it just stares back too (・・;)

When I move, it scuttles at me,

What ever shall I do?

What if it climbs into my bed?

Or crawls into my shoe? (＞Д＜)

So, I grab the lid of the glue bottle,

To trap it like its in a zoo.

Satisfied, I stare at it,

Certain it won't get through ( ＞Д＜；)

Next morn' comes my mother,

What ever shall I do?

Glaring at the random lid,

And then back at me too. ┐('～`;)┌

Then she, with her nerves of steel,

Lifts the lid with her fingers two,

BUT THERE'S NOTHING UNDER IT

AND I WATCH AS MY SOUL FLEW,

AWAY, INTO THE ABYSS,

What ever shall I do??? (｡≧Д≦｡)

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