Not a good day.
My new kitten, Gatsby, was killed. Tried to find solace in Bergman’s Face to Face , and at least I know I can always rely on his films when I’m at my lowest. What hurts the most is that I imagined the future we would have together; watching him grow up. He was going to be my cat, and now he’s gone. I hope, hope, that there wasn’t any pain. I buried him, and said the final line of Gatsby as a requiem.
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mick40 reblogged this from germenis and added:
I’m so so sorry. And it’s beautiful that you quoted Gatsby as a requiem. So classy. (I also find comfort in watching my...
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auntiesteelbreaker said:
I’m so sorry.
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jeffthrowdown said:
<3
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