What are you supposed to do with all these... The basket/cage? The favourite toy? The little bowls? The rest of the food? So many memories. I never have the heart to throw any of them away.
Life is a bit harsh to me lately, bear with me.
Grief is poetry. Tragic poetry. But I think it is useful. To grow and get to know yourself.
Ryan Howley
2020-12-20 19:48:01 +0000 UTC