R.I.P Pepper

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The late nights are the worst. the tossing and the turning; the deafening silence you just can't get rid of no matter what kind of music you turns on. But I think that's the best time as well. It's the best time to share your thoughts and desires with the moon, because you know that she'll never hurt you. She will never tell your secrets.

But it's also the worst time. The voices are there. 'You're not good enough! Why would they like you?! You're not good at anything, do you hear yourself? Do you see your writings! Why would they like you?! Face reality, you will never be more than a stupid, ugly girl who will never get anything right!'

But that's why I have my dogs. Have you ever held your animals close to you when you cried? Have you ever noticed that when you cry, your animals stay near you and won't move until you assure them you're alright? I have, and let me tell you; nothing brings me happiness as much as the warmth I wake up to every morning with the two angels I have curled around me, creating a barrier I am not scared to be in. And every day I thank God he created those furry little creatures who help me sleep every single night, and put up with my tossing and turning.

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My dog Pepper died a little while ago, and I came up with this after he died, cause I couldn't sleep with my insomnia and I didn't have my little cuddle buddy that night. We got another dog soon after and although I love my Coal, I still miss my Puppy.

R.I.P Pepper. Hope you're dancing in heaven!

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