my last old friend, gone now.

you’re telling me a shrimp was also very kind & answered questions & concerns very promptly?

you should be getting your first doggy birthday cake today. instead, you’re dead, because i am a fucking idiot cursed to know and cause only grief.

my little baby is gone. if i had done five things slightly differently, he would still be here to poop in my kitchen and kiss me mercilessly and protect me from yard squirrels. my little love, Calhoun, you deserved all of life. you were joy manifest. i love you forever.

I’m going to miss you, babyest girl.

the arfitects of my destruction.

is she part coonhound? her lil face looks like my old lady’s

I feel helpless and sick to my stomach about Gaza, so I made this, went to letterstream.com, uploaded it, and am sending it via certified mail to my senators and representative at their local and DC offices. Maybe someday someone will listen.