Whenever I’m really sad it feels like either heartburn, or this “tightness” or something just below my sternum.
Also Creamsicle says he’s sorry for making a dumb post. Here’s a picture of him with a noodle on his head.
Btw I take him to the vet when he eats cat food because that’s Gregory’s cat food. I tell the vet he got into some chocolate so they’ll give him an emetic and maybe he’ll decide the cat food isn’t worth it and there won’t be a next time, but he’s an idi—GOD DAMNIT CREAMSICLE COME BACK HERE.
”Yay!”
You can do a somewhat less effective but more convenient version with enough ice packs on your forehead and cheeks. You know it's good enough when you do the big involuntary gasp
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