I miss my dog. I’ll see him in four hours but I miss him now. And I miss my bed, and the will to live, and not being sad all the time and my mom and not being in constant pain.
It’s less expensive to fly to Halifax for the procedure than pay vet bills here. I know it. Because my best friend is second mon and a vet and fuuuuuckkkkk
If anyone needs me, I’ll be in my apartment yelling ‘fuuuuuck’ every three minutes because I’m pretty sure my dog needs a tooth pulled because he’s old and fuck. FUCK