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MY HEART IS MELTING.
Queen Clarisse of Genovia, the coolest grandma ever.
"When I got my first cat, it changed me. There is something about holding a cat that makes your anger melt away. And if someone does something that upsets me—I have to remember my cat. I can’t keep my cat if I get into trouble.”
"I asked if Major Cabanaw had concerns for the safety of the cats. “Of course, we always want to ensure the safety of the cats, and the staff is great about keeping an eye out for them. But mostly, it’s the offenders keeping them safe. I have never once seen an offender kill his own cat. We screen them to be sure they have no history of animal abuse. But I’ll tell you this, there was a guy killed in here because he had spit soda pop onto someone else’s cat.”"
In your eyes I see my future.
The awkward and heartbreaking moment when the person you thought was your bestfriend decides she’s got another friend better than you so you just wind up the back up. You you devoted all your friendship towards them and have no one else so you just have to deal with the fact that that don’t care about you half as much as you care for them.