I cry to much.
My dog keeps shitting all over Veganpunk's apartment and it makes me sad.
I feel like it's my fault. I love Enzo to death and it makes me sad to think that when we were in L.A. I never really had to yell at him because he knew exactly where to relieve himself.
Now I feel like I'm yelling at him all the time, and I'm pushing him away. He must feel sad and rejected. Yet he still follows me everywhere and is right beside me.
I want to cry again.
My dog keeps shitting all over Veganpunk's apartment and it makes me sad.
I feel like it's my fault. I love Enzo to death and it makes me sad to think that when we were in L.A. I never really had to yell at him because he knew exactly where to relieve himself.
Now I feel like I'm yelling at him all the time, and I'm pushing him away. He must feel sad and rejected. Yet he still follows me everywhere and is right beside me.
I want to cry again.
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[Edited on Mar 07, 2005 12:18PM]
you are pretty rediculous to take something written by a stranger on a nudity site, in their "blog" so personally. you're right, i don't know you personally, and quite frankly i wouldn't care to, judging from the fact that you take it upon yourself to nit pick vague ass comments directed to absolutely no one in particular ( un less i typed " advice of the day for all the strangers that read my page" and wasn't aware of it) and try and make it about yourself.
sad, really.
you obviously are " pretty vacant"
you don't want to hear what i have to say, then i suggest you don't read my journal. i really don't care to hear what you have to say anyway.
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