May. 25th, 2009

they're putting down my grandmother's dog.

i going to miss her so much.

i'm not even getting to say goodbye.

the phone rang when i was writing this and it was my gram. she was crying and telling me how and where they were going to bury Maggie. and as soon as i got off the phone i started sobbing. i'm going to miss her so much. she was so full of life. it shit like this, the most wonderful of dogs getting cancer, that makes me know there isn't any god.

signing off,
Hope(lessly hopeless)