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I miss my kitten Boots.

I remember seeing him playing one fine picnic day.

I see him playing, but as he got older my heart cared less.

I loved hearing his meow, whether he was in pain or not.

I cried when he laid his head on my arm, remembering this.

As his purr was fading in and out. Up and down as Cancer stroked his life.

And just like that he was gone. Miss you big guy.

R.I.P.

Puss in Boots

Heh, I may never love the movie Shrek as much as I loved you. 

May you be happier with less pain up there bud. 🐅💓

Hoping for the hopeful 2018

Is it just me or does everything these days deal with hurting someone for a higher purpose?

I mean no harm done on my side.

But either somebody wants to hurt or destroy another wouldn't be my path.

It actually hurts to be hurt ye know.

Like we can all be serious here.

For some examples here's things to note.

Like have you ever been lied too?
Hurt?

Drowned?

Dramatized?

Depressed?

Weak?

Hopeless?

Giving up is not the answers I am looking for today.
Some days we all feel like this.

Other days it worse ... and these things are illegal in my world and in the world.

Murder, Decayed feelings, Death starvation, Loneliness, Hatred for one's self.

The first step on getting better is admitting you do have a problem.

That's why I am here.

That's why we are here.

To start a new beginning for those who need help.

Hate lives in everyone, if you admit that to yourself.

You are perfect.

If you can't, well then practice admitting that.

We need people out there willing to share advice with younger ones.

That is the end of my first blog.

I hope you have better days my friends.

:)

Picture of my Rabbit Echo when he was younger.

I believe it was 2017 when this photo was taken.