My eyes are watering and hurting like whoa. Stupid cats!

Find the guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, the guy who calls
you back when you hang up on him, kisses your forehead, and holds your hand
in front of his friends. Wait for the one who is constantly reminding you of
how lucky he is to have you, the one who turns to his friends and says
"that's her". Find a guy that wants to hang out with you just as much at 3
in the afternoon as 3 in the morning, a guy who spends the whole night and
leaves notes for you to find later in the day. A guy who makes you smile
when you want to cry, laugh when you want to scream, and most importantly -
a guy who knows that actions speak louder than words.
You know, I don't agree with all of that. Calls you back when you hang up on
him? Constantly reminding you of how lucky he is? This guy sounds painfully
desperate and obsessive. In fact, this guy sounds like Rob. So, maybe it's
what some or even most girls want-- a puppy to follow their every move and
base their whole life around them. Not me. Not, not, not me.
Bagel passed away about ten minutes ago.