It happened.
Y'all know i can't make a dramatic post for the life of me, my artstyle physically doesn't allow it and i water myself down too much for the sake of the younger ones here and my own conscious.
But yeah. She's gone, and she's not coming back. I feel like crap typing that and my eyes only feel a little wet, but i cannot make myself feel any worse, like i'm physically trying, but my mental strength is working against me right now. I know i'm mentally strong, i get it from my dad, but he's a guy and i'm a girl, and according to science and society, girls are more emotional than boys, but having the mental strength and stability of a guy makes it hard to feel when you think you need to feel right now.
I'll be okay, ya girl is strong as steel when she needs to be, and i'm gonna try and post art whenever i can. I've been meaning to but this whole sick and dying cat thing made it hard.