My dog, Tucker, had something. I don't know, a stroke? And he can't stand, walk, or eat. It was just today, he might die, and I'm scared of it. I've had him for years and he has been a major factor in calming me down when I'm breaking down.
And I'm leaving for a while just so I can stay with him, and if he dies, I'll probably be gone for even longer. I'm crying while writing this, I'm such a wimp
YOU ARE READING
Eyyyyyy (Random Shiz like weird stuff I think about or my school day)
RandomA new book? WoAh. Well, This is gonna be fun MAture because of my dirty mind XD
