
No god could hear my plea, oh river, let it be.
Missouri River, colored pencils 07/26

I see a lot of calls for help in the dog rescue world, and I wish I could save them all. But it’s not possible, and you know, I’m learnin’ on taking care of myself now.
So, I have to pass and hold onto the hope they make it into a loving home. It’s never easy.
Anyway, this is Gary.
I hope he gets the love he deserves ❤️

Cat Clyde
”All the Black”
Found you in the trash
Huddled in a corner
Across from me
You held out your hand
Told me not to be frightened
You explained how we’d been thrown away
So I let you take me home
This may be killing us
But at least it kills the pain
If i could soak up all the black
I would soak up all the black
Stayed the night
Told the moonlight I was scared
And that I loved you
And i know you know this life is shit
But maybe I could keep you company
This may killing us
But at least it kills the pain
If I could soak up all the black
I would soak up all the black
This may be killing us
But at least it kills the pain
If I could soak up all the black
I would soak up all the black
Lets roll a joint and walk outside
I miss the sunshine
I miss the sunshine
I miss the sunshine
I miss the sunshine
This may killing us
But at least it kills the pain
If I could soak up all the black
I would soak up all the black
This may be killing us
But at least it kills the pain
If I could soak up all the black
I would soak up all the black















still going strong(-ish?)
I spent the entire hour of my last therapy session trying not to cry while crying my face off. You know, when you’re trying so hard not to, that it makes it so much worse?
I forget that I’m still recovering. I forget that these things take time. And that some days will be really, really hard.
But you just keep going. Always.