“Okay, it went, I’ve loved and I’ve lost, but I am sad but not blue/I once loved a boy who was wonderful and true/But he loved another before he loved me/and I knew he still wanted her ~ ‘twas easy to see. I truly had fallen, cat’s-meow-pajamas, for an incredible guy, and he ended up going out with my best friend. And they both knew I was going to be crushed. I think I’ve always called it I’ve Loved and I’ve Lost. When I said, I’m sad but not blue, I was accepting the fact that they were going to be together. I was horrified, but I really loved both of them, and I knew they didn’t do it purposefully to hurt me.”
like not to toot my own horn but my daughter, who is a cat, likes to knead boobies and play with girls’ hair and kiss them and do you see me being like “oh man she’s gonna break all the boy kitties’ hearts one day she’s so beautiful!!”? no!! i let her be her gay self gOD why is this so hard for people to do with their human children??