For some reason that post about the possum in Australia who broke into a bakery and ate so many pastries makes me extremely sick and sad.
I can’t explain it don’t ask me to.
But I love that little possum and I feel so bad for him and he loved those pastries so much that he made himself sick and I don’t know how it’s even possible that I’m emotional about something like this??? I mean I acknowledge that it’s ridiculous and I’ve a few loose screws but everytime I see that post I get overwhelmed with sadness and also love for that possum and ha ha ha I just feel so bad for him and I am what that I-love-cats-so-much youtuber is to possums except I just feel really really really bad for possums.
See how much of a cool person I am.
why do people fuck with other people’s feelings
its not ok
its not right
this bothers me so fucking much holy shit
why get someone’s hopes up and then bam u leave
stop treating good people like they’re a piece of shit.