reeltoreel replied to your post“How does one even go about dealing with pet loss because I feel like…”
Just one day at a time, and there’s no doing a good job or a bad job. You’ve lost a part of your family and you just need to grieve how ever you feel you should.
It’s pretty apparent that the rest of the family got over it already, though, and they seem crossed with me that I’m unable to. I try not to shove it in everyone’s face as I don’t even want to talk about it, but I wish I could handle extreme emotions better so that maybe I could express them in a healthy way and not be that much of an awkward burden to other people.
Thank you for the words of reassurance, it means a lot.

thoughts on the friendzone

wendygirlyoumoveme:

when i was 5 years old my best friend was a boy named kyle who didn’t know how to knock on doors so he made dinosaur noises outside my window to wake me up in the summer until i demonstrated how to ball his fists and slam them against my doors.  we collected caterpillars in my trailer park and built them houses while we traded pokemon cards.  he wasn’t the only one.  there was ben, and mitch, and noah—but kyle’s the only one who hurt me, because when he tried to kiss me and i asked him why, he told me “because you’re a boy and i’m a girl, shouldn’t we like each other?“

i missed him so much and i wondered why he couldn’t just be my friend like he always was

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I begin tucking him into bed and he tells me, “Daddy check for monsters under my bed.” I look underneath for his amusement and see him, another him, under the bed, staring back at me quivering and whispering, “Daddy there’s somebody on my bed.”
From What is the best horror story you can come up with in two sentences. : AskReddit (via brocatus)

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