Our cat died. (Unexpectedly.)
LIFE SUCKS SOMETIMES.
That explains my mood for the last couple of days; it was the early-warning system kicking in. I get so tired of losing people/pets who mean a lot to me. Pippin was special. I loved him a lot. :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :( :(
And if I'm so torn up over this, how am I going to handle it when a person I love dies?
It's probably why I'm perpetually single. Why I won't get another pet of my own. Because the moment you open your heart to someone (pets are people too), you will ultimately be hurt by them because everything dies.
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Who cares about a house or a job anyway?
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