This is what happens when you name your cat Jack (after Jack Barakat). She likes sleeping on my face, pooping in random corners, sitting on my computer -right on the keyboard- she rolls over for tummy rubs, thinks she’s a dog and decides it’s a good idea to lick everyone she meets.
Yes, totally blaming Jack Barakat.
DO YOU GUYS HAVE THAT ONE FRIEND THAT DOESN’T THINK SHE’S ANYTHING SPECIAL BUT SHE’S BEAUTIFUL AND FUNNY AND WITTY AND EVERYTHING AMAZING THAT YOU COULD EVER WANT IN A PERSON BUT SHE DOESN’T SEE IT AND YOU JUST WANNA TAKE HER AND SHAKE HER AND SCREAM IN HER FACE ALL OF THE AMAZING THINGS ABOUT HER JUST SO SHE WILL APPRECIATE HOW ABSOLUTELY LOVELY SHE IS
(Source: hempura, via viasyd)
Things my cat approves of: My Chemical Romance and the webcam.
Things she doesn’t approve of: The remote, my AWG hoodies and my hair.
Everyone meet Jack.
Coming off your RP blog and forgetting that you don’t have to type OOC with every post. This is just too weird.