Saturday died in my arms last night. yesterday i had a feeling it would be that day. i just had a feeling. i have never watched something die before. he wouldn’t eat or drink and just wanted to snuggle, and as soon as he stopped breathing, his teeth clenched and his entire body went stiff. i was really confused and am really fucking sad. he had a nice last day, though. after i came home from the darkroom my dad and i gave him a warm bath in the backyard while he nibbled on apples. then i wrapped him up in a little towel burrito and we walked all around the neighborhood and it sounds stupid but i just showed him all these flowers, because i thought maybe he, in his lil rabbit brain, would think they were really pretty or something. i think he did. and i talked to him a lot yesterday, more than usual. told him about when i first met him, told him about a bunch of nice times we’d had together in case he’d forgotten in his old age. i sound retarded being this sentimental about a rabbit but honestly he was one of my best friends. and when someone or something is there almost your whole life, whether it’s a person, or an animal, or even something dumb like a table or a blanket, you feel it when it leaves. i suppose it was time. but it doesn’t make it easier. he has been there almost my whole life. (14 years! he was insane) it’s crazy. fuck. loved that little buddy. so fucking much.
I literally spent a good 15 minutes crying over this. I don’t normally get emotional over posts on here, but this was just really beautiful. As we grow up our families let us down, our friends let us down, but our pets are always there. I’ve had my dog for 9 years, which is over half of my life, and I can’t imagine a life without him.
So I am searching through posts with “society” as a tag, and I see all of these sad things about how people don’t feel beautiful.
I just want the entire tumblr world to know that I think I am quite attractive and I have more self confidence than I probably should.
But I do have a problem with caring, and how people don’t care about me. Or, I always feel that way anyways. I think society’s bigger problem is that people are less appreciative of others, and they do not show they care, even if they do. No one goes out of their way to do little things for people anymore. No one pulls a friend aside and mentions how much they appreciate all they’ve done for them on a random given day. No one would drop anything to help a friend in need all the time no matter what.
This needs to start happening, soon.
This would make the world a beautiful and happy place.
I honestly think that if everyone cared as much about others as I do on a consistent basis, the world would be such a beautiful, happy place.
This isn’t even my ego talking, this is me being legitimately unhappy because society is so selfish.
“Yo’, whatever happened to the values of humanity,
Whatever happened to the fairness and equality,
Instead of spreading love we’re spreading animosity,
Lack of understanding, leading lives away from unity.”
I ask myself this so frequently, and it just breaks my heart.
