I can't sleep, I just keep waking up and remembering Chancie only has X number of hours left to live... I have to go dig the hole but it's too dark right now.... In 2 hours I have to leave to take her...

I made her macaroni and cheese last night, 2 boxes of it.... She loved it. Echo looked jealous.

She was sore stiff she almost didn't make the walk between the 2 couches...

This is the worst day I've ever had I think...


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roro wrote:
Your physical hands may be clean but your spiritual ones are infested with evil