Thought process

I'm not quite sure what i got myself into, i wanted this for so long and now i'm so confused. Fortunately i'm not confused as to whether or not this is what i want, rather i'm confused as to what i'm supposed to do next.

love or be loved. that is not the question.

test test

testing, lets see how this works out. blah blah blah yadda yadda yadda, i love josanne.

modlist

coilovers
ccw wheels
waterfall gauge holder
stereo relocation into glove box
paint flat red/paint dry carbon
limo tint windows

Darwin

He's gone, i never thought they would actually go through with it. To them/her he was just a dog. To everybody else he was a family member. No, he isn't dead. He's with another family. Possibly happier.

I miss him. this is my first night without him on my bed in forever. there was only a two week span in arizona that i didn't have him. i couldn't take it. i miss my dog. i miss darwin. is this how it feels to have your kid gone? empty? i feel empty. that's it. i just feel empty. as if a part of me is gone.

when i come home now i come home to nothing. i come home to the quiet.