So this morning my parents burst into my room and tell me that they're taking my dog to the hospital since she can't move her legs. She was throwing up and wouldn't eat anything. This morning, she couldn't even walk.
Now, at around 11 o'clock, my mom comes home. She had cancer, and all of her red blood cells had dissolved. She couldn't last much longer. We drove all the way to a different pet hospital, and we decided that we didn't want her to be all cut up. We brought her home and she was breathing heavily for a few minutes. We couldn't stand her suffering. So we took her back to the first clinic they went to, and they put her to sleep.
She's gone. I still can't believe it. I spent half of my life with that dog. I was 7 when I got her, and now I'm 14. Honestly, I'm expecting for someone to just jump up from behind me and say "haha, just kidding!" But this is real life. And I still can't believe it.
So, I've realized that life is really short. You have to make it count.
Rest in Peace, baby. <3 You'll always be loved, never forgotten.
-Lucy
Showing posts with label lyrics. Show all posts
Showing posts with label lyrics. Show all posts
Sunday, September 5, 2010
Friday, September 3, 2010
shesgotstyle
all the small town people
with their big remarks
ain't got jack to say
about my movie star
she's got style
with their big remarks
ain't got jack to say
about my movie star
she's got style
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
heregoesnothin'
Don't treat me like we're playing a game.
'Cause baby, I don't wanna lose.
Baby, I don't wanna risk it all for you.
-Christofer Drew.
'Cause baby, I don't wanna lose.
Baby, I don't wanna risk it all for you.
-Christofer Drew.
Monday, August 30, 2010
Boys, raise your glasses...girls shake those...
Show us off to all your friends,
We're the trophy boys from here to if and when,
We break and break your dreams of,
Keeping us a secret.
We're the back-pocket believers,
we're the locals who went postal,
call it treason while you can.
I'm just a face for every picture,
a smile for your scrap-books,
and a story to be told, and told, but I'm
but I'm loving every second
so commemorate this hour,
as the last I spend regretting what I have.
We're the party, you're the people,
and this is how we,
this is how we do.
I love these lyrics with a passion.
We're the trophy boys from here to if and when,
We break and break your dreams of,
Keeping us a secret.
We're the back-pocket believers,
we're the locals who went postal,
call it treason while you can.
I'm just a face for every picture,
a smile for your scrap-books,
and a story to be told, and told, but I'm
but I'm loving every second
so commemorate this hour,
as the last I spend regretting what I have.
We're the party, you're the people,
and this is how we,
this is how we do.
I love these lyrics with a passion.
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