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i sat down next to a boy, in a park in a white lonely bench. with a soft sigh i closed my eyes, and kissed him in my mind. oh no! i should have been more polite. what if he can read my mind? he isn't saying anything back, but maybe it's secret he is trying to hide. attempting to distract myself, i imagined a talking Calico cat. it purred and yawned three times, and says to me: "he said he is allergic to imaginary cats." -- ※ 發信站: 批踢踢實業坊(ptt.cc) ◆ From: 68.237.223.12
hahastarr:finally!!! last line is cute :) 210.54.148.202 05/17 10:44
dieEule:nice! 140.112.228.36 05/17 12:24
souffrance: how about Shrodinger's cat? 220.132.89.123 05/17 17:12
spacedunce5:rather not talk about dead/not dead122.124.101.190 05/17 20:17
spacedunce5:cats right now122.124.101.190 05/17 20:17
Tabrith:shrodinger's cat!! 68.237.223.12 05/17 21:47
Tabrith:that'll make an interesting plot twist! 68.237.223.12 05/17 21:47