Well, my dog died today. I'm pretty very upset and I keep thinking about all the things she did that I'll never see again. She was really sick two weeks ago and then got better all of a sudden, and had been better for about a week and mom and dad and I were so so happy (especially dad, it was something I'd never seen), and then today she suddenly she died while my mom was at aerobics. Great way to die. While mom's at aerobics. It's funny because the other day some lady was talking about how you should say "Rabbit Rabbit" the first time you speak on the 1st day of a month and it's supposed to give you good luck. Well I did it for the first time ever on Wednesday and I've been getting shit on ever since. Mom said, a few weeks ago when I was pretty upset again about most things, that things could only get better from there. Well she was wrong and my dog is dead and what's next bring it on fuck you fuck
Nikka I love you