I'm also good at naming cats. Really good.
Some people call me the Meow Master.
I'm American, you're an asshole.
"No, really, what race are you?"
Yes, I like those things.
Lozenges or cough drops of some kind.
Beyond that, I can't think of anything.
Travelling the stars.
And cats. Meow meow meow.
I'm a two-bit punk.
I'm kinda self-absorbed.
I'm an okay listener.
"How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face"