darkartist81

Today I buried the cat I saved only days ago....

I had just went outside mere hours before and petted the thing, telling him that I was going to take him to the animal shelter the next day...

I felt like shit when my sister came in and told me that the kitten was dead. Poor thing had to deal with too much shit in his short life. It's terrible to think that he had to die all alone.
As I buried him, I noticed just how many little crosses we had out back, behind the house. All of them unfortunate animals who died by various accidents... Made me sad.

This weekend was true to form, being as terrible and depressing as usual.

Saturday I called Misty (the nurse), we had a pretty cool conversation, but she had to go early because she was going to go with some friends to Busch Gardens HallowScream. So I spent the night wandering my house, bored as all Hell.

Sunday was no better. She called me again, and I was excited because I figured that we could hang out like she said she wanted to the day before... But, no dice... She said her friends were taking her out to eat and she got off of the phone pretty quickly. I just started to feel like maybe she really didn't want to talk to me....

So, the rest of the day I just stared at the ceiling wishing that I had an escape.......

I am trying not to be too sad and act like I have something to care about, but I am having more and more of a hard time...

Josh