Description
"I think people are much like cats. Some are costly granulated food without any communication towards other humans. Drawn from one to the other sofa, leaving hair everywhere, and surprisingly no one seems to figure out that they build up their emotions to no one. The only benefit of the cats is that they are moving decorate objects, which is the intellectual point of view an interesting concept, but can not be applied to our own, because their stomach is too drooping." I categorize my self as the one's that are more pulled back and shy. A book worm, if you will, completely isolated from the world. But there's always some who tries to break my mask, developed to hide from the public, to loosen and make me feel free. He might try, but me being as stubborn as I am it could be a challenge for both of us.
In Wildcat's Arms
