I love you George x
me and mummy have kisses before bedtime and now i’m curled up by her bad leg so that i can make it feel better because it’s hurting her :(
dis is my mummy but i ignore her when she tries to embarrass me with the funny face
This blog has been lacking in posts for a while… in that there haven’t been any, mostly because my life has gone crazy but I’m moving back home soon so will have time to resume my blog for my little angel George :)
Whenever you’re taking life too seriously, just listen to this.
Life is like a ride in an amusement park
and when you go on it you think it’s real,
because that’s how powerful our minds are.
And the ride goes up and down and round and round,
it has thrills and chills and is very brightly colored
and it’s very loud.
And it’s fun, for a while.
Some have been on the ride for a long time
and they begin to question, ‘Is this real, or is this just a ride?’
and other people have remembered and they come back to us
and they say ‘Hey, don’t worry. Don’t be afraid, ever, because this is just a ride.’
and we KILL those people.
“Shut him up! I have a lot invested in this ride! SHUT HIM UP!
Look at my furrows of worry. Look at my big bank account, and my family.
This has to be real.”
It’s just a ride.
But we always kill those good guys who try and tell us that,
you ever noticed that? And let the demons run amok.
But it doesn’t matter, because … It’s just a ride.
And we can change it anytime we want.
It’s only a choice. No effort, no work, no job, no savings of money.
Just a choice right now, between fear and love.
- Bill Hicks
bringing this back again
(Source: the-man-behind-the-hands, via polo-ponies)
Mum has left home, I now live with my uncle, nan and granddad. Mum comes over and cries with me, I think she misses me. She argues alot with nan about taking me with her to her new house but I don’t know what’s happening. I miss her alot :(
I don’t want another cat, kitten or anything. All I ever wanted from the day you turned up on my door begging for food was you. You were the beginning of a new chapter in my life. The next generation was OURS. It still is. Mum is not taking you from me, you’re my baby. I never even liked cats that much until I met you George. It’s stupid to love a cat so much but I do, and now Mum’s decided I can get adopt a new cat and leave you at the family home rather than bring you with me to my new place I don’t know what to do or think. I need you here, not some other cat. I’ve got all your toys here and your bed is set up next to the heater so you don’t get cold. In the week I’ve been living on my own it’s felt so wrong not seeing you every morning pestering me for food, cuddling you in the evening and chasing you round the kitchen tiles.
I don’t know. Whatever does happen George, I’ll always be your Mummy, and I’ll always love you with my entire heart and soul.
(Source: polo-ponies)
