"Cya..."

my dog died.

i am heart broken. justin was over, being an awesome friend and giving me a few smokes, when I got the news. I had to bite my tongue and distract myself as to not lose my head when my friend was over.

i have been crying since the moment he walked out the door.

I am well aware that it was "about time" and that she lived a life of cool tricks and balogna, but that doesn't make me any less devastated.

the world will not see me today. I am not leaving this room unless my bladder is bordering on critical.