In the land of Gods and Monsters, I was an angel living in the garden of evil … screwed up … scared … doing anything that I needed … shining like a fiery beacon.

(“Gods & Monsters“)

Dear Tommy,

In a garden chock FULL of wannabe gods and real life monsters wearing human skin to mask the spawned evil demons they really are while they’re running around this bitch fucking things up for “huMANity“, I’m so glad I’ve stumbled upon so many actual beasts shining in all this darkness with fiery beacons who know when to be serious, when to scream and yell the truth, but also how to laugh at all the rest of the twisted ass bullshit floating through the atmosphere.

Although he had, indeed, already been listening to and LOVED you with Bad Wolves (Zombie was one of his favorite songs EVER), if only my husband could have survived HIS own darkness long enough to have gotten to know who you really are … well? He’d have loved the ever lovin’ shit out of you!

Thanks for the perfect comedic timing this morning, by the way! Like, as in I almost LITERALLY spit my coffee out laughing.

All that I’m after is a life full of laughter, as long as I’m laughing with you.

(Daughtry)

Well, ever since my king chose to abdicate his throne and I’ve had to learn to navigate a life full of laughter without him, the one quality I’ve found most endearing in people is their ability to find the laughter in as many moments as possible. For me, it’s what makes what can otherwise feel like hell on Earth a little more tolerable.

Much love to you, T! You’re a prince among men, my friend, and I dig the ya!

~ Real Cat