
oh regal little lady. how i love thee.

my little man in the bed. he sits like a man sometimes. this is where i study so he keeps the bed warm for me. pretty cute, eh.

the boys are beat. see my arm and papers. proof i study. all they do is sleep. but the tall one says the boy kitty doesn't like him. i think this photo shows differently.


we go out right. flowers, feathers, fake eyelashes. we look good. people always stop us on the bart to tell us how amazing we look. that may be a little exaggerated, but i believe that is what they mean.
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