once a upon a time
i gave him a cat
for his birthday
techinically, i didn't GAVE the cat
i choose a cat for him
and gave the cat a name, snuffie
his friends doesn't like the name
called him mozi instead
or sometimes, when i insist on the name snuffie
they called him napi
today, that cat died..
he threw the cat away
and i cried
i've never even met the cat
in fact, i don't really like cats
i'm scared of them
but i let him keep one anyway
coz he likes cat
and i love him
in my current low mood + negative thinking
i have my own interpretation of this episode
i gave him the cat when his own cat died, coco
he once said to me, he feels lonely
and bought a cat for himself
coz he misses me
(i wasn't there for him at this time when he needed me)
so i want him to love this cat
like he loves me
take a really good care of the cat
pampered the cat
like he would if it was me
guess what?
he didn't!
he just threw the cat away when she died
he didn't treat her with dignity like i thought him once before
he didn't even have a picture of her
he doesn't love her
so this is my interpretation to my own life
he doesn't love me
he doesn't like a manja'ish attitude
he doesn't like it when i'm sick
he would throw me away if something happens to me
plus, his friends doesn't like me!
and i cried again..
a few mins later..
to be completely honest
i wouldn't want you if something happen to you too
for example, if u're blind or amputated or schizo
ok this has gone wayyyy beyond topic. so i need to stop!
PS: i used the phrase 'the cat' instead of using the cat name bcoz i would cry more everytime i type the word snuffie~ uwaaaaa :'(