I know it’s only trivial but my mother has decided to give my dog away and i’m not ready too. I’ve had my dog since my 17th birthday so its been 1 years and 9 months since I got my dog. I’m going to miss her because she wasn’t just a ‘pet’. She was my friend. No matter how shit my day was she was always the one who greet my like nothing mattered. She would curl up in my lap and fall asleep. She helped me through some of my shit times. I stared at the same four walls nearly everyday but because of her I made an effort to go walking down the park, the forest, the dog walking path. She was the one who helped me through having nearly no friends. No social life and at the very darkest point I have been. Even though I have moved away, I know that she is always there when I go visit my parents, sleeping on my pillow, waiting. She still cries when she sees me. I’m going to miss that. I’m very angry at my mother but I don’t want to show her how upset I am because I know she hates her. Thing is she doesn’t realize how much that dog has helped me and I don’t think she will ever know. I just don’t know what to do because she wasn’t just some ‘house pet’ or just a ‘dog’. She was my best friend and a huge part of my life.
Just wish that my father would help me out once in a while, rather than me always helping him out. I ask him for one lift and he doesn’t talk to me for the day. Pathetic.
Finally making progress with my dog.
Well that’s fucked things up now.
Christmas lights under the snow
No its just hell having a party
Why wasn’t I invited
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