Mr. Whisky, my mouse and my roommate, passed away the other day. I've been totally out of it ever since. I've been on kind of a bender...been reading alot...been miserable. I dunno. I'm just a mess.
It's funny, sometimes standing at a grave is like standing at the end of the earth. It's to much to wrap my head around.
Where's that mouse. I miss him with all I got.
It's funny, sometimes standing at a grave is like standing at the end of the earth. It's to much to wrap my head around.
Where's that mouse. I miss him with all I got.
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cybele:
So sorry to hear about your little rodent buddy, my friend. It hurts bad, I know...like losing a part of yourself. May you find another companion as dear as Mr. Whisky...soon.
orchid:
Thanks so much for the comment on my debut set!! 