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[little_luna_cat]

Ah, the decline.

The old familiar sting.

My darling storm cloud, hello.

I wish I could live in this state forever.

I'm happiest when I'm depressed.

I like being the person in the center of a crowded booth staring at nothing in particular and silently gloating that I'm not mixed up in this crazy drama.

I love to be alone, lost in ancient earbuds, quietly head-bobbing and enjoying the solace.

I prefer the company of my cat to almost anyone in the world.

Almost.

Dear, I miss you. But you're so close.