Well guys it’s over. My little angel is now a real angel. Her cries of pain while we were sitting in the grieving room before it happened for my last hour with her reassured me that this was the right decision. It was quick and peaceful. Her ashes will be returned to me in a few days and then we can be together again always like we used to be. All of my friends and family have been super supportive during this and I made sure that she knew how much she was loved by everyone.
I hope you are doing better now little girl, nothing can hurt you anymore.
You were not only the best god damn cat there ever was but you were my best friend and my baby. I love you so much and just because you aren’t physically here anymore doesn’t mean I love you any less. No other cat will ever replace you. I love you so much. Rest easy baby cat.
My best friend since I was 5, the best listener ever, the only living thing I love more than anything, my little angel, my baby. She has cancer and fluid in her lungs. We’re sitting in the grieving room now while I decide when I want to do this. She’s crawling all over the couches and sitting in the window purring which is making it so difficult. But her prognosis is not good if we try surgery she could go during anesthesia. I don’t want her to go without me there.
So I came home today to find out that my cat I’ve had since I was 5 is sick and my parents just like didn’t tell me. She put on some weight and she’s like breathing heavy and her meows are weak and I’m like crying my eyes out and the freaking on call vet hasn’t called me back yet. I realize that she is like 15 going on 16 but the fact that my mom has come into my room multiple times to fucking say well you know she is getting old.
Like holy fuck mom I know can you just shut the fuck up and not remind me that I could be on the verge of losing the best friend I’ve ever fucking had.
My cat is sleeping at the edge of my bed now quietly purring. I wanna pick her up and hold her so bad but if I move her around too much her breathing gets too heavy. This sucks. I’m crying and I don’t want her to be upset. It’s not like I didn’t know this day would come but I don’t like seeing her anything but perfect. She’s my little baby, my little angel, my child, my best friend. I wish I could have taken her to school with me after spending every day together until I left for college.
I miss her so much and I just want to be with her every day again.
I don’t know what to do. I mean she’s eating fine and stuff but she’s definitely not the same cat…I love her so much. I can’t even think of what to do. I just wanna hold her and cuddle her and have it all be okay again.
She is just my best god damn friend and I love her so fucking much. I can’t even.
I never even got to try the sriracha chips
I am seriously so upset right now…
guys…I really need speaking to people…
At least he is still intact. I cannot believe I broke my favorite shot glass D: life is seriously over.
An artist with Alzheimer’s drawing self-portraits.
(Source: mildlyamused)
Crushing blows knowing my .4 away from a 3.0 GPA is going to really hinder my chances of grad school. I have 3 semesters left to improve this. Really bumming right now cause I have research experience and maybe if I do stellar on my GRE’s and stuff but ah..I’m really depressed now reading it’s rare for students with a 3.0 to even be considered for like all my dream schools… /:
“Without 40 ounces of social skills, I’m just an ass in the crack of humanity. I’m just a huge manatee. A huge manatee. And besides you’re probably holding hands with some skinny, pretty girl, that likes to talk about bands. And all I wanna do is ride bikes with you and stay up late and watch cartoons.”
So my mom framed a picture that I drew of our family in elementary school and while packing tonight I broke the glass. I am really quite sad about this ):
