Chase is five six or seventeen weeks old; I couldn't tell you because redacted couldn't tell me that or the breed. At PetSmart he spent an hour humping and smelling another's bum which is healthy, normal behavior in dogs. It's always been comforting to having one around, they never tire of loving you. I never feel alone cause I'm not.
My mom got into a rollover accident on her way to see Mumu get baptized. Her Audi Q7 went into the guardrail. She was sitting on the side of road, someone posted to Facebook. Your whole life can be turned upside down.
I enjoy cooking, drawing, playing tennis, abusing the sun and writing about whatever the hell comes to mind.
I got too many things that I want to do in my life. I want to write professionally, be an established tattoo artist, create my own animation studio, build a conglomerate, produce, and the courage to bring anything to fruition.
The feeling of getting choked out by your emotions is unbearable, there's a heaviness in my chest, and I'm tired. Health correlates to how you feel, the connection between the mental and psyche is complex but intertwined.
I always been on the fence about therapy. Too anxious to make an appt., and too depressed to follow through. We all have some sort of mental illness and being normal doesn't exist
The gist of family is unconditional support, but the word is a concept devoid of real meaning.
Unconditional love, simply put, is best regards without strings, nothing more than to just see someone happy.
It's important to note that while there are similarities, life is more complex & multifaceted than a boxing match.
I'm not on here to sound like a broken record every publication
this not going to be a depressing blog, and these not swan songs
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