Citizen of the world who brings awesome things in my wake.
My girlfriend is fickle. She wants chocolate, but doesn’t want me to go get her some because it’s windy. But she wants me to go get her some. It’s like 1984 doublethink. Women can maintain 2 conflicting beliefs at the same time.
I’m about 95% sure that my girlfriend’s house is haunted by a cat. Every once and a while I hear the pitter-patter of little feet running around upstairs. It sounds just like my cats at home. I’m sure it’s cats because they don’t bother us. If it were a child-ghost it would want to play and shit, but this ghost-cat just wants to do its own thing and be left alone.