u left me before
and u left me again
i hated it when i was happy receiving ur text
that i was fucking happy, and that i felt better
my stability depends on whether u’re talking to me or not and i hate it
seen from China
seen from Taiwan
seen from China
seen from United States
seen from India

seen from Argentina
seen from United States

seen from Argentina
seen from Germany
seen from Australia
seen from United States
seen from Ecuador

seen from Malaysia
seen from Yemen
seen from United States
seen from Greece
seen from India
seen from United States
seen from Jordan
seen from Canada
u left me before
and u left me again
i hated it when i was happy receiving ur text
that i was fucking happy, and that i felt better
my stability depends on whether u’re talking to me or not and i hate it
Naughty #pussa #fuzz #fuzzcat #catsoninstagram #cat #thecatthatgotthecream
Me and Kevin at the Cassita Mosaica door waiting for the visitors at our Open Studio Art Gaucin. Kevin is a very discerning cat known for his taste in the Gaucín Art World. #sianfaberartist #artshow #artgaucin #catsofinstagram #picassopussa #pussa #artbuyers (at Castillo del Águila (Gaucín))
World’s most amazing cat .... this one Miss June Bug . ❤❤❤😻😻😻😻😽😽😽#pussa #love #junebug #bestcatever #😻 (at Pott's Point, Sydney)
June Bug is very interested in the gravlax ocean trout being prepared for this weekend's Xmas festivities! Cheeky pussa ... can't blame her! It's Chef Guido's speciality, Mum is watching and learning #gravlax #oceantrout #pussa #kitchen #homecooking #italiano (at Pott's Point, Sydney)
From the land of just because you can doesn't mean you should, bread and butter plate anyone? #plate #pussa #why? #idontknow
Story time. Before I was born, my father apparently wanted to name me ‘Pussa’, but my mom was like 'nope’. Thank god for that. I don’t have to experience the shame of introducing myself as Pussa.
My mother decided to name me Chloey. Which first of all, who the hell thinks it’s acceptable to spell Chloe with a 'y’, but whatever. Do you, Mother. Now, my mom is also dyslexic. She has issues putting letters in the write order and, so, when it came time to write down my name for the very first time, she misspelled it. Like, goddamnit. Legally, I am Choley. C-H-O-L-E-Y.
Worse than that, my mother didn’t even notice until I was around six or so. I walked around.... For six damn years with the name Choley. Six years of ignorant bliss.