As soon as I thought I was moving on, then it happens again. RIP grumpy <3 I’m going to miss you so much. I have no desire to do anything but sleep. I just want to fast forward to a time when I’m better. I don’t know iif I can deal with all this estrogen in this house. I can’t wait until Fido or Trevor comes over. I need a hug and someone to tell me everything is going to be okay. I just wanted him to get better not worse. I’m not going to be posting as much. I have stuff queued. I told Old Navy so I don’t know when I’m going back. I just don’t want to talk to anyone.