October 23, 2013
I’ve been up since 3am because I’ve been thinking about the dumb cat. It threw up in my bed and my place reeks. I know my friends thought they were helping me by having me take care of a pet, but I think it made my quality of life worse. I really don’t want anything to live with me or to sleep with me.
Knowing my goddamn luck, this cat is not going to find its owner and I’m going to be stuck with it.
On my way to school, I thought I saw Hairball crossing the street. She had big hair and big hips… Ugh, if I had the guts, I’d just put myself out of my misery.