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drink to taste, drink to feel good, dont drink to get drunk... when this girl i know gets drunk.... NVM
...and then they would leave me. i dont like being left. especialy being left out in the dark. in the cold. a poor wet kitten left out in a dark ally in a cheap cardboard box in the thunderlighting rain storm. crying, meowing for someone to save me but no one can hear me because the thunder drowns out all sound for people to hear me, and the lighting blinds those who even care to find me. where is everyone? i cant find you, i cant find myself. its cold and loanly here, i just want to leave this place. the dogs will be comming soon, i hope they dont find me, they might hurt me, my claws may be sharp enough to hurt one of them, but the rest will over power me. i am lost, alone, scared. please help me, dont be agery that your kitten dosent come to you when you call, its just that your kitten cant hear you... wait till the storm dies down so that your kitten can be hear, to hear. when all is back to normal your kitten will return, scared, frightend, fearful, but your kitten will always love you, even though you left it out, as an outcast, forgot about it.