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Aug 19, 2008 23:13

Right now, I am honestly considering packing up my studio and trying to find an apartment somewhere that will allow me to have the dog of my dreams, to be able to smile when I wake up to him [my dog] and have no cares in the world.
I think I know why they call dogs 'a mans best friend' because they will always be there for you, they won't decide to ignore you for no reason, will always answer when you call, will love you for who you are.

Basically, I am lonely. I am upset. I am apathetic. I am non-believing.
Things really aren't going the way they seem like they should be.

My father was taken from me randomly and way too fucking soon. My mother was due to pass those 8 years ago, she was in pain- but no more. But my father was not. He was happy.. I was happy.
Now I could care less what happens. I wish I could just stay in bed for the rest of my life.. or perhaps dream I died... and it actually would happen.

fuck.
life.
seriously.
i'm.
done.
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