All Things Go
It's been a while since I've posted up on here. I think I wrote that I had moved up to Richmond. I moved again, within Richmond. I let go of someone I really wanted because he was bad for me. I think I found someone that's good for me.
My mom wouldn't let me keep Stella because she wanted her, so I got a new puppy. His name is Franz Kafka Krueger, but we just call him Krueger. He's a Rottie. He's about 7 months old and this dog epitomizes all that is joyful in the world.
Alright, let me talk about the boy a little.
He's sweet, he's smart, he's awkward, he's cute, he's hot, he makes me laugh uncontrollably sometimes. He says he likes me a lot and I hope it's not bullshit. I like the way it sounds...
Perhaps I'm just getting bullshat again.
My mom wouldn't let me keep Stella because she wanted her, so I got a new puppy. His name is Franz Kafka Krueger, but we just call him Krueger. He's a Rottie. He's about 7 months old and this dog epitomizes all that is joyful in the world.
Alright, let me talk about the boy a little.
He's sweet, he's smart, he's awkward, he's cute, he's hot, he makes me laugh uncontrollably sometimes. He says he likes me a lot and I hope it's not bullshit. I like the way it sounds...
Perhaps I'm just getting bullshat again.