Sunday, June 21

The day goes by...

l feel empty inside. I'm missing my Alonzo.
I yelled at Orlan (the driver) for stepping on my Alonzo. I clearly saw his footprint.
He said Alonzo was dead.
I don't care. He was special to me. I hate this house but I can't leave it anytime soon. It has my Alonzo.

I wanted to plant some flowers but dad said to plant some veggies ON TOP OF ALONZO GRAVE.
I love my Alonzo but I don't think I want to eat a part of him.

Baby-cat, why did you have to be gay? You could have left me with some kitties!

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