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My cat came into my room the night she died, and just stared at me. I was home for a while, but had been gone for many years.
Still, I was the one who appreciated her. I was home, and she just stared at me.
I laughed at her and did the mindless bullshit I was doing (trust me, it was cheap,) and she just stared.
In the night, she started running in her sleep. I laughed.
In the morning, she was dead.
I'll never outlive the guilt until she forgives me.
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I had been gone for years, and she came to me. The one who lied awake at night with my arm raised under the covers to make her a cave. And what did I do? I laughed at her for staring at me, and continued on to my jack-offery.
And she died. That's too much utter garbage for there not to be some redemption. Life isn't just utter garbage.
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Originally posted by neonspectraltoast View PostI owe my pets a penance. Not people, though.
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