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Hahahahahahaha i bet your dog can't dance. My dog dances and prances like Michael Cera.

She can sing too.

Look how adorable she is when she's asleep on my bed.

Sometimes Dolly and I just like to stare at each other in the dark and press our noses against each other. Then we fall asleep on our beds and she wakes me up for school every morning.

Italy, 2009.

Sometimes you wonder how life can be such a bitch. While everyone else is enjoying themselves, you just wonder to yourself whether you have ever felt happy in your entire life. Your childhood was not a happy one. You were always on your own, always being compared to your brother, always seeing your parents fight. Growing up in that kind of environment made you the person you are today.

Always smiling, always forgiving, always making everybody else feel alright. But on the inside, you just feel like killing everybody and punching everyone in the bloody face. This isn't a post of teenage angst, it's an expression of self.

Never knowing what it was like to have a family meal, to go out as a family, or to even laze on a Sunday afternoon with family. And when you have such a family whose environment is like World War 3, the only person you can really turn to is your best friend and your dog.

My best friend may not understand everything, but i know she's there. My dog is my life. I don't know, i don't mind spending hundreds of dollars on her, even if it means she shreds her toys and rips apart her pillows. It's sort of like, therapy for me. Knowing i gave her that moment of doggy satisfaction.

All i really need right now in life is my dog and good exam grades.

I am in love with this band who has the awesomest keyboardist evaaaaaaa~

My dog is f**king awesome and there ain't nothing you wankers can do about it.