Be Like This Cat , Sit On Other People's Scooters With Authority. The Imperialist Cat I Hope He Was Able

Every time a woman makes a pink job or girl math or girl dinner or I'm just a girl joke I unfortunately have to kill a random man on the streets. And you may think this is cruel or unjust but in reality that's just the way the cookie crumbles

Is your soul okay?

Too afraid to live too afraid to die. The perfect torture.

If I were a stereotypical (with a twist) villain I would be the type of villain who is stone hearted, lonesome, intimidating, no close ones no intel on surface level, the silence which would make people shake and saying something wrong in front of me would be a death sentence. Undeafted by all power, force and intellect. Though not infallible eventually for if you dig deep enough and find core memories of me hidden deep and scattered in the form of puzzles which drives one crazy solving them but when you do eventually you find them useless.. for they are memories of a person along with what made them that way (not the complete story somethings left for interpretation) nothing of the puzzle you solve show result of how to beat me physically.

Scene

Where it seems like the villain has defeated the hero and is walking away and the hero mentions the core memory the villain halts two outcomes one where I halt and crumble ( time to strike ) and the other one where i halt and look back just to smirk and walk away once again. Even though it might have felt like a strong memory to mention, to both the hero and the reader.

You shoot me and toss me a dirty torn bandage for my bleeding body and expect me to applaud you and consider you my goddamn saviour and lord. Go fuck yourself.

I have such amazing ( world-changing global warming solving cancer curing-) ideas in my head ( i think) but the moment I try to express them in uhm human words the human language the language we speak i just can't articulate shit to save my life . I feel like I'm an illiterate even though I'm an avid reader (or used to be like 2 years ago). I wish I could bluetooth the ideas, the vision,the grand scheme, the vegetable list etc etc to people. I just rely on the "you know what I'm saying?" Aheh... And many people are like "girl the fuck is you talking about" but many people are there who do I'm so grateful for them. Thank you

How about you and me have some

Oh my days

Are you a bot ?

No.

Here's my proof

I'm just a big ass dandelion cat

"life is infinitely stranger than anything which the mind of a man could invent" - sherlock holmes ( A case of identity)

I truly truly loathe those "brutally honest" people who are just disgustingly rude and hide behind the "straightforward, no bullshit" or "what you want me to sugarcoat things for you" no how about you just have some fucking decency. There is a difference between honesty and cruelty. People weaponize truth and think empathy makes them weak. But you know what's worse, the people around them who agree, laugh, walk on eggshells for these scumbags. You see it in their eyes they know it's wrong that it's fucking messed up but they choose to stay silent maybe they silently agree, maybe they need something or they're scared to speak up, maybe they were fooled at first but it's too late now. These people are often your family, friends, colleagues their silent betrayal is what cuts even more deeper than the insults masked as jokes. This is how the worst of the people thrive, what's even funnier or sadder is that these assholes have slightly higher chances of some redemption than the ones who enabled the asshole they will rot forever in that silence and agreement and perhaps it's deserved now I realize that's their punishment they inflicted upon themselves.