Sleepy kitty!
I have a Gremlin on my lap. Me and Brian cleaned the room last night. Apparently their mom was getting rid of the pets today. Rosco, Lucifer, and Onyx were to be taken away this morning. Gremlin was in that list. Rosco gets in the trash, barks and chews himself. Lucifer shits in the tub and is very annoying while in heat. Onyx is just a fuckup. But Gremlin? Yeah, she's in heat right now, but Reina is in heat just as much. But Gremlin shits on the towels, and somehow their mom knows it's hers. I don't see how. Abe shits in the towels too. I just hate how no matter what me, or Brian do, it's not good enough. I'm sure Brittany and Tommy feel the same way. It just sucks. Amanda doesn't have a job. Billy does but hasn't given mom anything. My first paycheck, I gave her half. yet, I feel like if I don't take Rosco out, I should be punished. I'm scared to take him out. Everyone seemed to be in a bitchy mood. I'm fucking sick of it. The reasons are so stupid too. I feel like me and my mom's living situation is close. Except her mental abuse is verbally and explsive. Mine and Brian's is slow, and calculated in cold looks and sighs. Both can make you feel shitty. I'm glad I have a job and an almost car. Yup, I have the Neon. Brian needs to look at it, see if it's worht fixing and whoot whoot FREEDOM!!!!!! I keep getting sad lately. Like at Walmart. I just feel like the world was going to end, but very slowly. I wanted to be happy, so I bought Snoopy socks and a skirt. Very nostalgic things. God, I want to be a kid again. I wish the world and all my loved ones in it were happy and free.