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My dog has anemia.
And she needs a blood transfusion.
And they don't think she's going to live without one.
And we don't have the $1200 to get the blood transfusion.
So I'm feeding her liver.
And baby food with iron in it.
I really hope she doesn't die.
It's like loosing a child to me.
They're my babies.
And I can't stand the thought of loosing one.
Not at all.
Not all all.






I'm moving up to Ohio.
With my original plan.
With my original head first attitude.
I'm going to finish my year here in school.
And then I'm going to move up there next September.
And I'm going for Psychology & Addiction.
Or I'm going for Business Management & Entrepreneurship.
Or I'm going for Psychology & Entrepreneurship.
But after that I'm going for Law School.
I need to see if there's one more shot with the person I love.
Because I just can't stand thinking there might've been a second chance.





I've given up too much.
I've gone too far.
To turn back now.




At this point.
At this moment.
It's all or nothing.
It's feet first.





And I'm not afraid of that.






But I'm afraid of my puppy dog dying.
I'm terrified of it dying.
So anyone who can maybe send happy thoughts her way it would be appreciated.
Very much so.

I love her so much.