Love hurts...

I have had 2 hours of sleep in the past 2 days, I'm tired. Fucking, fucking tired. But I can't sleep.

You know in my last post when I asked why people need to replace things? I got my answer in the most fucking ironic way.

My puppy went missing yesterday morning.

If people in this house weren't so damn irresponsible this would never have happened. It sickens me.

She's only 4 months old. I know I sound sappy and shit, but I really don't care. Losing her is as bad as losing a family member. She's the smartest, cutest dog in the world.

Sigh...fucking miserable.

Yea, I used to be one of those people who laughed when people were so sad about losing their pets too, and believe me, karma is evidently not a joke. It's just unfair as hell.

I just hope she's alright.

Oh well, misery loves company.