[Not So] Caféine-intoxiqué..
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
I hate today.
My dog died. He was old.
And he had a fever.
An incurable fever.
I hate it when dogs die.
They're so much better human sometimes. At least they keep quiet.
But sometimes, that same quietness is a too much of a problem.
They can't tell you where it hurts, or why they're so moody.
Or why they like chasing you around the house.
I'm not thinking straight.
This just isn't my day.
Like I said, my dog died.Again.
And I'm sad.
Ezzrriiieeeeee worded out at 8:20 PM
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