catfreak312

I read a book a few days ago that hit me really close to home and made me grossly sob. Also, I react very differently to the word "Okay" thanks to it. That is all.

It's been a very long time since I've posted anything on here. I got grounded when I failed my government class, but I passed it...barely. I've been doing a lot of writings. And one final thing: On December 19, 2013, we lost our beagle to cancer. Her lymph nodes caught it and it traveled up to her brain. We found out about it when it was too late. On that cheery ass fucking note, that's really all that's been up.

I will live alone with only a faithful pooch for company. Because at least with that, I know I won't have to say goodbye to a person which, though I've said far too many in my life, is always hard. I know that when my pooch dies it'll be harder than if I lose someone, but I won't let it get to me anymore. With the goodbyes I've said, I've avoided people. I've isolated myself. This was my last move to a new home with my folks, but I can't help but feel that I'll be moving again. So I've continued to avoid getting close to people. This is why I want to live alone. I'm afraid of more unwanted goodbyes.