My dog got adopted. Not my dog, I don’t have a dog. I just had a picture on Petfinder of a dog that I wanted, and instead of feeling glad that he got a home, I just feel a sense of loss that it wasn’t my home. I actually cried my self to sleep last night, it was a cry that had been building all month, and Boston getting adopted tipped the scales. Its silly really, I knew he would go, a dog like him wouldn’t last. I knew a dog was out of the question for me, I never even met him, all I had was a picture on the computer screen. But I “visited” his picture and thought about him, and prayed for him, and thought about him as “my” dog, and now he is someone else’s. I am a silly human.
You really make me super angry sometimes and I really wish you didn’t especially since I can’t yell at you or tell you how idiotic you are being. And when you speak to me in condescending terms so my minuscule brain can comprehend what you consider to be an important point, which isn’t even valid… In different circumstances, yes it would be valid, but not right now! That doesn’t even make sense! So chill out and stop acting like Im a villain like you always do! Also don’t talk to me like that! It makes me want to slap you and swear! Neither of which are constructive things to be feeling! OH MY GOSH YOU DRIVE ME CRAZY. YOU FREAKING DRAMA QUEEN. AUGH. I could scream. I am so sick of your attitude sometimes, and Im tired of being the one to apologize, when I haven’t done anything wrong. Sometimes yes, I could see how something I said or did could rub you the wrong way and Im done. Im done.
you look at a picture of yourself and go “Holy cow no wonder people think I have an eating disorder. I need to gain weight. Badly.” I am so thin. Super duper thin. Anyone want to donate about 10-20 pounds?