kitty

Lara Jean, why do you have to remember every little thing? It's not healthy.

Take it all, all of it!" Greg cried out. "These things here...I've been making them better, fixing them. It doesn't matter...they don't matter. I've been here before." He paused to try to collect himself. "It's my past, my present...these things--" He lifted a hand out to the objects around him. "These things are me." Now whispering, "Can't you see me?

Where's Kahn?""In bed. You don't mind if I pet your little pink kitty? Do you?" I chuckled, "You mean my HOT DIGGITY DOG.

Calico KittyMy calico kittywas painted and primedshe could prowlthe night away ~without spending a dime...

Even a heart of a kitten is reliable, if you know how to rely on

Writing started out as a kind of therapy for me. I was bullied mercilessly in high school, and I lived vicariously through Kitty. She was everything I wanted to be; strong, smart, witty, and above all else, she didn't care what other people thought about her. But after a while, she started to take on a personality of her own, and I was suddenly more interested in her story than I was in mine.

My kitty wishes to engulf you within her darkened delta of destruction.

Someday,_ she said in a voice as serene as a high mountain lake, ____ going to break your neck. Then I__ going to saw it off with a hacksaw so I can take my time._ Venom__ grin creased his cheeks.__ knew you had it in you, kitty._(Venom & Sorrow)