I think I just died. Inside.

I think I did.


Very few of you know that I've got this bitch of a rash that's caused from having allergies.


Guess what?


It's thank to these dumbasses.



Mango, rodents, animal wool, salmon, squid, smoke, and shrimp.


I'm forced to eat mango everyday, I have to eat squid and salmon sashimi everytime I'm out with my dad, not to mention he ****ing smokes.



I don't understand, but those were sorta recent. I've never had any allergies in my life before, and now I'm allergic to like what? A dozen things?


Including dog.


DOG.


D-O-G.


Ya know what?


I cried. For an hour.


I'm hiccuping now, and just left the hospital.


This means I have to give up Cocoa and Money, my two dogs which I love dearly. Hell knows I've been with them since I was 8!


Now a damned doctor tells me I have to give them up, like they're some sort of hot potato.


I can't. I just can't.




Who listens to me when my parents shun me?


Them.


Who comes into my room everytime I'm lonely?


Them.




Get it? They're my life-long friends and I swore to God I'd die with them.



Guess I'll have to break that promise...




Thanks to my shitty ass life and shitty ass lifestyle, I'm stuck with a dozen allergies.


Shrimp. I can't eat wonton noodles anymore. My favorite.


Mango. My favorite fruit.


Salmon. My second favorite food.


Squid. Favorite grilled snack.




... Really. I hate myself. For no reason.



I guess I have one.


Which is giving up without a fight.



I basically just gave up my two best friends, who are INNOCENT.


THINK OF IT THIS WAY.



I'm an addict that just wasted his life savings in a casino.




... And I'm still crying.




Right after I realized I wasn't going to fail my mandarin big test, I lose two of my friends.


I'm scared and alone.


I rather die instead of giving them up.



I rather be homeless, with no food, and no life.



I rather FAIL MY GOD DAMNED TEST THAN GIVE UP MY DOGS.



And I can't believe I just said God damned.



My eyes are red, and I can't feel my face.


My voice. It's gone. I'm lost for words.




... To put it clearly, I just lost the most important things to me.

....

 

Teehee...

I'm like a sick old lady that had to see her cat pass away.


... Teehee...


At least I can visit them in the kennel... Being the selfish girl I am, not letting them have a proper, responsible owner...

But my chances of keeping them are one outta a million.


I'll have to take that skin test again a year or two later.


Until then my dogs will suffer... ;n;



I hate myself so much right now. So much...

 

OH.

I WAS PLANNING ON GETTING A GERBIL FOR MY BIRTHDAY ALSO.



I GUESS I CAN'T THANKS TO MY DAMNED ALLERGIES!