So I haven't posted in awhile. I find I am in need of a friend. I thought I had one ... his last name was the same as mine.

Turns out he doesn't give a rat's ass what I feel or what I need.

Broken hearted, I turn to one of the few things that have always gotten me through.

Music, writing, and pets.

Pretty pathetic, but then again, I'm pathetic. Why not surround myself with things that are familiar.