Well, my dog Sasha is due in a month, I bred her and Buster together. <3 I hope they have purdy pups. Even though I'm sure they will be.

I sold my car, got 800 out of it. It was crappy, Ac didn't work or anything so I was glad to get it out of the yard.

We found a kitten in the yard. . A little Orange Fuzzy one. He was only 4 weeks old when my mom found him, she ponded him off on me And I couldn't part with him if I had to. He seems to believe I am his mother. When my mom holds him He just lays there and lays there. But when I come over and touch him He kicks on the purrs, when I stop and move off He stops.

Everyone seems to be pissed off at me, over everything. No matter what I do there is someone jumping me. Its to the point I get sick of even being alive. Only reason I'm still around is cause of my animals. Sasha doesn't really like anyone but me. And that orange kitten. They all depend on me, So I can't 'leave' because of them. . its funny. . the only thing thats keeping me here. . Is them. In a way I'm glad I have them, I'm glad I have them to keep me going. . But others would see it sad I guess. But knowing they'd be in pain if I
'd. . .'leave' Just pains me. I need something else to live for. . I do. Wouldn't be my mother. . Lately everything I said or do I'm a lair. . Even if I had nothing to do with it. I did it and I'm a lair. . I no longer have control over my emotions, they went poof. I'm not looking for anyone to feel sorry for me. Thats the last thing I want. I just wanted somewhere I could write this down. . . And come back to it years later. . to look at what A fool I was. Crazy shit I know. . but who cares.