He's gone
I fucking hate to face facts, I got drunk tonight, with some friends, to hide from them, but my dearest baby boy is gone, it is now 15:29 he's been outside, he hasnt been seen since I started my moms car around, 8 am, it fucking kills me to think, Ill never hear his whine when I open a can of tuna, his yawn when I come out of my room to see my babies, I hate this, Why now? As I say this I am crying, I dont ever remember a huge chunk of my life before I had my Pychoo, he has been with me since I was 9, and has been with me every Birthday and Christmas since I was of that age, I just don't know what im gonna do without my baby boy...I fucking hate this, Im sorry for the highly emo post, but it's only been just over half a day and I already miss him so much...I Love you Pychoo "Cuuuch" Im sorry I didn't get to pet you one last time before you left...