hi xanga i wrote in you in the best of times and the worst of times

im back again for just a moment because

because i dont know but i just feel like, um. i dnt know. i just gave lilypad a bath and shes running around like a maniac. shes my baby i feel like her mother, shes my only friend. my only friend is a dog and a boy named bryan who loves me unconditionally despite the fact that i can be very melancholy at times mostly because my mommy and daddy act like stubborn children, and also because i miss the people who i used to relate to and used to tell my feelings (its hard to talk to a puppy she has a very short attention span). now they either despise me for how i've changed and don't have any interest in speaking to me, or have disappeared into the little hole of protection an isolated life gives them, or have moved on to bigger and better things and dont need my company anymore. i was just this temporary, artificially flavored filling in their void and now they have that delicious. real. cream.