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creation builds houses... brick after brick, and she works hard in the face of adversity. creation builds a house, and i build a home, for tiny children... but i cannot keep them warm. you don’t believe me, when i say that things are not well... but when have you ever had an answer, anyway? all blank-faced, and angry... i guess... i was meant to be alone, because creation means building a house. and being someone means keeping it warm.
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May 5, 2019
May 5, 2019 at 2:13 PM UTC
love lives in creation
creation builds houses... brick after brick, and she works hard in the face of adversity. creation builds a house, and i build a home, for tiny children... but i cannot keep them warm. you don’t believe me, when i say that things are not well... but when have you ever had an answer, anyway? all blank-faced, and angry... i guess... i was meant to be alone, because creation means building a house. and being someone means keeping it warm.
I’m fostering a set of three kittens with no mommy, and one of them died. She was sick so it wasn’t a surprise but it made me feel awful. Rest In Peace.
unlovedprincess
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May 5, 2019
May 5, 2019 at 2:13 PM UTC
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