ok so my uhh cat died
and im all like depressed and not sure why
oh yea
my cat died
so im like depressed and i wached it die and the last memory i have of him is blurred by my tears
why do people get joy uot of hitting animals in the street
i dont know how that would be entertaning at all
faggots
ugh
juckinh queers
all my pets have had the worst deaths
serioulsy
animals beware
do not get lost by my house you will be killed by me and my bad luck
ugh
ok well
here
my lizard:
hated me
ran away
hid in my dresser
and died
cat 1
ran away
got eatten by cyotees
bird
really nice
dog gave it a heart attack
cat 2
got hit by a car
what the hell
i fucking hate this
this is so queer
ugh
so yea
im not over it
i have a picture of my cats last breath burned in to my head
im not gonna have any more pets ill jjust end up killing them
ok there
dont get me any living animal
unless you want it dead
thats my rant
ok and to add on to this
i was in starbucks with my sister when i was told my cat was gonna die
therefore
starbucks will never be the same for me again
and i wont be able to listen to all american refects with out getting a little misty
i was wear ing the shirt that my sister got me
i hate this
so many good things are ruined and all because its me and my life
if i didnt have bad luck i wouldnt have luck at all
luigi |