Literally I’m crying because I wanted to give my oc a temporary companion and instinctively I made it a dog,,,and I don’t
I have a dog
His name is Tyson
And he’s my world
And I hate it when dogs die
I hate when people you live die in general, once when I was younger someone had died and long story short me and my brother (5-9 at the time) found the body our mom tells us that :.)
I don’t really care much about my family..actually people in general.
It sounds horrible but I don’t think I’d care if any of my family members died. They’ve done such horrible things to me, I mean- I pretty much hate the entire human race because of them