no, but that is because that isnt really you. cause I'm able to talk with you and well you dont see that it is us. and you dont even know you are moving at those times
Good point ... I think that might be the last bits of Sandy ... the cat whose body I got after mine died ...
Her mind was dead back then, but maybe some few bits still remained ...
I can't. You know, when you're in my size, you're somewhat depending on what people think about you. Especially here, in this world, I need help very often. But why should someone help me who hates me? Or someone who fears me? You know what I mean?
*sits next to Giggle and wonders why she's so concerned about that girl* Oh! I forgot!
*pulls the table towards the sofa so that Giggle can reach her gold*
*sits down on the floor*
I wish I could sleep as much as you do.
*watches sleeping Giggle*
*slowly falls asleep*
I'm not good in defending myself ... That's what I meant when I said I'm the easiest prey for ememies ...
I always depend on others ... and thus, I depend on what they think about me ...