Internet’s been out all weekend. Finally got it back on only to see that bombs in Boston have exploded down the block from where I used to work in Copley Square. I can only hope my former coworkers, friends, and family are okay.
The year is 1730. A lone teenage girl sits up at 11 pm writing frantically in her diary. ‘WOE IS ME!!! I CAN NOT BELIEVE SHAKESPEARE RN WHY DID HE MAKE ROMIET CANON’
A tiger mother lost her cubs from premature labour. Shortly after she became depressed and her health declined, and she was diagnosed with depression. So they wrapped up piglets in tiger cloth, and gave them to the tiger. The tiger now loves these pigs and treats them like her babies.
I HAD TO… i felt forced.
OH MY GOD THE FEELS ARE UNREAL
pigs in blankets.