I feel so alone.
My friends barely talk to me.
I lost half my friends.
The friends I do have are getting further away.
My cats are gone.
I miss Jingo.
I miss Jack.
I want to have a break from all of this.
I want to get away.
I want peace and quiet.
I want space to be myself.
I want someone to talk to.
I want someone to share with.
I want a real friend.
I want friends that aren't animals.
Even though all my animals actually listen and don't have any comments about what I say to them.
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Storm's Therian Journal
Non-FictionThis is a book about some of the things of being a therian/human, includes some troubles and truths
