september 30th, 2025, was the day my dog died. its been a year since he passed now, and i dont know how to feel. i didnt cry today, i hardly though about it, and i feel like shit. I can’t remember the small things he did anymore, i js want to feel things he did. im attached to stupid shit like the soap that smells like him. my parents cleaned out all the areas he had been the day it happened, they only kept his toys. Now theres not much of him, and it makes me wanna kms. i didnt treat him right, i was horrible to him, or maybe im only remembering the bad things i did, idk. A year ago, right at this exact moment, i am begging god to take me with him. idk this is js anstupid rant and i need to grow the fuck up
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