I don’t like waking up to a mess…a mess whose responsibility to clean is mine. I hate looking at this shit.
I got up today at 2:00 pm, and washed my dog. He’s getting a cataract and it’s making me not want to get near him because the thought of him going blind or dying IS SOMETHING I CAN’T FUCKNG DEAL WITH. …but that cloudiness in his eye is there, and I don’t think it’s leaving.