My mom gave my cats away.
She said she couldn't take care of them anymore.
They weren't really her cats anyway, but mine. And my BIG MOVE only meant that they would see less and less of me.
When I was home they behaved, were friendly and gave cat kisses.
When I was not home, they pooped on the couch, threw up every where, and peed on clothes.
I'm not really shocked, just hurt.
Now along with no cats, I have this shitty job, no internship, and my NEW YORK dream going down the drain one book sell after another.
Throwing in the towel never looked so sweet.
I'm beaten down, people. This last blow may have taken the fight out of me.
2 comments:
Noooooooooo!! You can't quit come on you where doing so good. The real world does suck but that doesn't mean you should throw in the towel just yet. As for your "shitty job" Trust me it ain't so shitty compared to other jobs. You should wait and eventually your work comrades will warm up to you. Just be your self. Here's a book that might liven your mood up Night Vision by frank king enjoy (if you've read it before read it again kidding unless you want to) On your day off you should do fun stuff. see you in space
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
oh, i'm so, so, so sorry about your cats! what was your mom thinking?!
bad mom.
and: don't throw in the towel!
it'll get better, i promise.
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