Yeah, still have my nose. (See? Nose. Lol.).
I'm not fond of fire myself. I'm a little attracted to it, but it also freaks me out. Unfortunately, my RL friend and my cousin both have a bit of a pyromaniac streak in them, heh.
My cat seems to be some sort of autistic or some sort of schizo, I honestly don't know with her. She purrs, but really, really quietly... more like shivering than purring.
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They leave behind so many shadows. This substance in time forced into life,
still exists because it's here: living in me, living in all the memories, in my life.
Lost inside blank infinity.
Flavors of: Nobody. Slytherin. Autistic.