Jan 10, 2005 22:37
She's gone. I can't believe it. It's only a damn rat, I know. But I still feel terrible.
She was always there. She didn't look down at me with that ignorant, bitchy sneer. She never cared how shitty I felt. Always making me smile. And now she's gone.
She didn't give me any sympathy because that's never what I want or needed. Just something warm and alive to touch whenever I felt empty and cold. Rest in peace Gypsy xx
Everything I write is so cold, ugly, dead. That is what I have become. And it's all my fault.
I have pictures of me as a little girl. Smiling, happy, alive.
Now everything is gone.