cat

I blush, I burn, I shudder, while I pen the damnable atrocity.

And there is my payment the rubies in your cheeks. Are you properly scandalized by your wicked behavior? If you were Catholic, you'd singe the ears of the priest you confessed to. Do you remember making me swear to repeat all those naughty actions agian, no matter what you said this morning?" Now that he brought it up, I did recall saying that. Great Betrayed by my own immorality. "God, Bones...some of that was depraved." "I'll take that as a compliment." He closed the distance between us."I love you. Don't be ashamed of anything we did, even if your prudery is on life support.

Dark alleys, like social networks, are romantic, because you never know what might happen while I perform there every Caturday night. Cats do know, but won't tell. So don__ even ask.

I'm like a stray cat. If you feed me, I don't leave.

I doubt you__e ever been forced to nonstop bang a woman hyped up on the undead voodoo version of Spanish fly, have you?__is chuckle was soft. __an__ say that I have, Kitten.___eah, well, consider me an original.__his time, when his lips brushed across my skin, it lasted more than a moment.__ always have.

Bones didn__ share any of my qualms about suddenly holding an arm that wasn__ attached to a body anymore. He just grabbed the ghoul by his other arm and began thumping him over the head with the loose limb. I__ heard Bones threaten to beat someone with their own limb before, but I__ always assumed that was a figure of speech. Apparently not.

You__e not going to let her do this, are you?_ Bones snorted. __et her? Mate, if you think you can control a woman, you must be single_-and a thousand pounds says she beats your arse.

Boys annoyed her. Girls annoyed her. She should have been a cat.

Colorful characters are the odd shaped pieces that fill the holes in life's puzzle.

I want him everywhere. I burn for him in places he hasn't even touched.

And in his eyes he had the look of the cat who inspires a desire to caress but loves no one, who never feels he must respond to the impulses he arouses.

Translating from #cat is easy - you just ignore everything, then you decide what you want it to have said, thought, or wanted.

Sleep is like a cat: It only comes to you if you ignore it. I drank more and continued my mantra. 'Stop thinking', swig, 'empty your head', swig, 'now, seriously empty your head'.

The Glass Cat is one of the most curious creatures in all Oz. It was made by a famous magician named Dr. Pipt before Ozma had forbidden her subjects to work magic. Dr. Pipt had made the Glass Cat to catch mice, but the Cat refused to catch mice and was considered more curious than useful.This astonishing cat was made all of glass and was so clear and transparent that you could see through it as easily as through a window. In the top of its head, however, was a mass of delicate pink balls which looked like jewels but were intended for brains. It had a heart made of a blood-red ruby. The eyes were two large emeralds. But, aside from these colors, all the rest of the animal was of clear glass, and it had a spun-glass tail that was really beautiful.

Even without being believed, magic can change things. It moves invisibly through the air, dissolving the usual ways of seeing, allowing new ways to creep in, secretly, quietly, like a stray cat sliding thought the bushes.

Out last chance is a cat's magic sight. We are doomed.

A black cat crossed my path, and I stopped to dance around it widdershins and to sing the

A lot of the situations that we put ourselves in are similar to a cat in a yard full of dogs. We rarely ask ourselves how we got here, (which doesn__ help with the question of how we get out of here), all of which rarely keeps us from finding ourselves in the next yard asking the same questions.