why is a raven like a writing desk?
sad news

my childhood dog is in the process of kicking the bucket. he is literally the best dog ever, and has always gravitated toward me, ever since i can remember. so, i drove to my mom’s house this morning from duluth to see him, and say my goodbyes. this is awfully difficult.

I have basically spent the last 48 hours with my friends garrett and lou, and i’ve slept at lou’s the past two nights. i think my cat will probably start peeing on things soon to show her dislike for me not being there to hear her annoying meows. 

Be careful with sadness. It is a vice.
Gustave Flaubert (via narcosis)