Hi There! Some of you may know me from my old account, homebytheshore. If so, I’d be happy to hear from you again, so feel free to shoot me a friend request!
My team Galactic Knights is in need of some more members, so if you are interested, message me. We are recruiting all positions. I lost VIP on my old account and hence the team no longer exists, but I am hoping to bring it back sometime in the future.
Copy-paste this if you think players should get 50 passes on their birthday!
Put this on your page if you want to be able to sell BMI’s back to the store for passes.
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Telling you in advance, a lot of stuff on my page is from Horse Lady Nur’s page. You should go check it out. Anyway, I really loved a lot of stuff on her page and she said to “put this on your page if” for most of the stuff on there, so I did.
I was your best friend as a kitten. You threw hairbands and I brought them back to you. You would happily pet me and call me your baby girl and princess. I loved you and kept you safe from the bad dreams that you had when you were little. As you got older, you brought more boys into the home. I saw you light some weed and crack every now and then, but loved you all the same. I slept by your side at night, but when a boy was in the home, you would kick me and throw me into the closet. I waited until the boy left and you let me out. As time progressed, you stopped feeding me and giving me water. You only fed me when you bred me and sold my beloved kits. When I was old and delivered a bad litter, you threw me and my kits outside to live in the cold and darkness. My kits were blind, one deaf, and my third was born dead. I thought you cared, but I was wrong. When winter struck, my kittens died and I lived in a trash can until the humane society found me. I was given food and shelter, but no attention that an old she-cat needed. People would look at me through my cage, they would smile and wave, but no-one ever took me home. I was too old for anyone's likings. One cold winter day, a man with tears in his eyes took me out of my cage and into a light-filled room. He told me I was going to a better and pain-free place. I purred and licked his hand weakly as he placed the antiseptic needle in my veins. As I closed my eyes, I thought of you, my hurtful owner, that I loved and cared for when you were young. It was I who made you laugh when you were about to cry. It was I, the old female cat, that put up with you as you grew older, and this was the thanks I got. I closed my eyes and entered a pain-free place, as the lovely man promised me. Copy this story onto your page if you hate animal abuse and if it brought tears to your eyes as it did mine. From Horse Lady Nur's page.