R. I. P. Tess, the amazing dog who got to live to be 15. You've been blind since I can remember, and recently you've been in constant pain. I hope, wherever you are, wether it be doggy heaven, or a ghost roaming the earth around us without us knowing, or simply no longer existing, you're happy. You will be missed.
I'm sorry everyone. I'm fucking done. You've already given support, so I don't need it again. I'm fucking drowning in it, I don't need anymore, thank you. This is more to help me get over it. I'm going to a councilor as soon as shit gets worked out. I love you Lovelies. I'll probably still be mourning her for the next few days, and if you wanna listen to me blabber I'll be on my update book. - Destiney Is Mourning And Kinda Wants To Talk To Someone But Will Never Admit That Because She Doesn't Want You To Waste Your Time On Her.