It happened. We did it. He’s gone. I cried. Like really cried. Full on ugly/can’t-breath/uncontrollable crying. It hurt. I’m wearing his collar around my wrist. There’s a little bell on it. The bell used to jingle every time he moved. Now it hurts to hear it jingle. I used to love bells. A representation of happiness. Now I don’t think I like bells for that reason anymore. I hate this. I don’t want any of that “oHhHhH i’M sOrRy, WaTeR” or “hE’s In A bEtTeR pLaCe NoW” bullshoelaces. Just thought I’d let you guys know. I don’t care what you have to say about this.
Sick of U (feat. Oliver Tree) by BoyWithUke Dear Hollywood by BoyWithUke Life goes On by Oliver Tree
