||[Dec. 15th, 2003|12:44 am]
k i m b e r l y
|||||rocky - "sucide medicine"||]|
so my dad is taking my dog to the vet right now... he said "i just don't think she's going to make it through the night."
i'm so ubelievably sad.
I mean, i know that int the geater picture of things, it doesn't really matter...i mean, trust me, know. But it doesn't stop me from being so upset. i mean, i don't even take care of my dog, really. it's always been my dad's dog..well...yah. i'm 14 again, and eveytthing is falling apart.
i'm so sad
i wish i had someone to talk to right now. wish i had someone to tell me that it's ok. that eveyrthing is ok, and that i worry too much. I need someone to give me a hug. I need reassurance. I need sympathy. i need to stop my brain from ticking.