the saddest thing i have done so far in 2009 happened this morning.
i woke up in my bed, reached for my dog, realized he'd never be there again.
cried myself back to sleep.
woke up in the morning in my black t-shirt.
and there were no elvis hairs on it.
being in my house is the most depressing thing.
my parents won't stop crying.
i can't even look at them. i just sit in my room.
i came home last night and actually closed my bedroom door.
i haven't done that in years, because elvis didn't like feeling trapped.
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