alexz

I'm sitting here listening to Diarrhea try to climb out of the cage.

and I just remembered that I'm gonna have to find new homes for him and Ramona.

and Mitch.

...and I think I've already found a home for my puppy Lynam.

ugh... in the past four months I've lost the teddy bear I had since I was born, all pictures I've had since I moved out of my dad's house, sketchbooks and scrapbooks dating back to middleschool, all due to a negligent roommate who didn't pay her bills and a money hungry landlord to decided to change the terms of her eviction the day he kicked me out.


It's all been a lot... and now I'm sitting here crying. I've had to do a lot of growing up since I moved out of my stepdad's house a year ago. Again... I hate it here...and I'm not having any second thoughts about leaving, but having to break of memories of my childhood has been rough. As I sit here looking at my dog wondering when the green dye will come out completely I can't help but wonder how I'm gonna sleep when I don't have anything to hold or keep me warm.