Dammit to hell.

Again, this shit hits hard.

My dog has been gone for two years, and I’m still running into people asking about her.

She was the best fucking dog. Yeah, I know everyone knows their dog is the best dog, and the dog I had before her was also the best dog. But those two girls? Jesus fucking christ, they were good. Smart, loving, gentle, always wanting to be with their people, and just so fucking much beyter than I ever deserved.

The girl I joust lost saved my life. Kept me from eating a bullet when things wrre real bad after I got disabled. I’d be holding my gun, thinking hard about where to go so I wouldn’t leave a mess. She’s be right fucking there, just loving me. I’d put the gun away and decide to make it for a while.

Gods I fucking miss my girls. I’m fucking sitting here in the bathroom crying so I don’t wake anyone and it just fucking hurts so much.

People. You have a dog? You cherish every fucking moment. Every single second you can. They don’t live as long as us. You’re going to lose them, so you make fucking sure they go out knowing they’re loved. Be kind. Be gentle.

I’d give my fucking soul to have them back, even for a fucking day.

Fuck me.

I come here to write “fake and gay”. I don’t come here for feelings!

I don’t read green-texts to cry 😭

When I was a gardener my favorite part of the job was all the dogs I got to meet, there was this old little fluffy dog with no teeth and his tongue hanging out that was my favorite, he’d just follow me around watching me work like a cute little supervisor, I miss that little dude.

Oh, hey, fuck you.

*cries in the corner*