I feel like my friends don't understand me anymore. I feel like people keep me around and use me. I feel like people only like me because I say what they want to hear. I write for them. I write about them. And no one cares if I want to write that
It makes me feel bad about myself.
Hold on, someone is at the door
...
Holy shit.
Oh my gosh nonono
There's a dog in a basket at my door.
Holyyyy crap
It's crying.
I'm crying. Why would someone just leave a puppy??
Is adorable. A Dalmatian. He's so cold. Look at me, stuck with all boys. At least I don't have to worry about any puppies running around.
....
Okay, so I got him warm and cleaned up. Ozzy is laying next to this new puppy while he eats. I got him water and I should probably set up some newspapers in hope he doesn't pee on my floor.
I don't know why I write like I'm talking. It's weird I suppose.
But, I'm going to keep him. I called the vet and I can bring him in tomorrow. I've also decided on a name.
I've decided to keep the unoriginal name trend and name him Spots. He's so cute.
I'll attach a picture.
I hope you all have a good day :)
Sincerely, R
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