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I'm not really sure there's anybody out there in livejournal world anymore. sad. I still love you livejournal. Any ways. . . I'm so excited about finally getting a part in a play. It's been so long, I don't care that it's not speaking role. Ok I care a little bit but I knew I wouldn't get a speaking role. I just hoped I was wrong.
I'm so sick of sitting around the apartment moping. moaping? I don't know how to spell it I just know how to do it. I'm so sick of underhanded comments made to make you feel bad. I'm sick of people not saying when their mad instead just being mad and you have no idea that you did something wrong because their acting like a 12 year old. It's really obnoxious. We're adults now. Fucking speak up.
or something.
I miss Gio. I miss his big face jammed up against me on the couch. I miss inviting him up to the more spacious side of the couch and him choosing the one foot of space on my other side. I miss his big pouty face and sweet eyes just begging for attention.
Dammit. Why can't dogs live as long as we do. I'm gonna have to do this again with Layla some day. And again with Lady and whatever other dogs we end up with. It won't get easier.
I'm so sick of sitting around the apartment moping. moaping? I don't know how to spell it I just know how to do it. I'm so sick of underhanded comments made to make you feel bad. I'm sick of people not saying when their mad instead just being mad and you have no idea that you did something wrong because their acting like a 12 year old. It's really obnoxious. We're adults now. Fucking speak up.
or something.
I miss Gio. I miss his big face jammed up against me on the couch. I miss inviting him up to the more spacious side of the couch and him choosing the one foot of space on my other side. I miss his big pouty face and sweet eyes just begging for attention.
Dammit. Why can't dogs live as long as we do. I'm gonna have to do this again with Layla some day. And again with Lady and whatever other dogs we end up with. It won't get easier.