I am a crazy. freak. about. cheetahs. (⊙ᴗ⊙)
when I was younger, like, 7 years old, and we had free will in class to make a presentation or write a speech on whatever we wanted, I would always pick cheetahs. no matter HOW MANY times i'd already done a piece of work based on cheetahs... i'd always do it again. I would actually make presentations all about cheetahs, in my free time, for NOBODY but myself. (•_•) I would watch David Attenborough documentaries, except i'd skip every single part of them that wasn't about cheetahs, then i'd watch the section about cheetahs over... and over... and over again. every time a cute little cheetah was on the screen I was fucking mesmerized. I could, and STILL CAN, whip out 10 random cheetah facts from off the top of my head, and i'd be able to keep going way past 10 if u let me. (◎‿○)
(and, speaking of big cats... i'm also a freak about the way lion prides operate. ask me how the system of a lion pride works and how the lion king movie, as much as I LOVE IT TO DEATH, was totally inaccurate and simba would've been kicked from the pride anyways even if it wasn't for scar being a cunt. go on. I dare u.)
