Wow... I am humbly happy. Please don't let me fail. I will not sleep until I succeed. It's time for work.

P.S. I guess I just don't.... like you anymore. In fact I HATE you. I hate you so much.

Our relationship consists of me telling you to follow me or telling you to shutup or calling you a baby. For some reason this week I started feeling a need to be better to you and, well, I think I have. I'm not going to lie to you though, you're fat, you're overweight, and you have an underbite like no one I've ever seen. Your ugly is what I'm saying. And no matter what I do everytime we hug I have black hairs all over my shirt. Nevermind the fact that you eat your own shit. I love taking you for walks because where you go next is a clear conception of what your mind is saying and how it all works. It fascinates me that you get around without speaking any language or anything. WHat do your thoughts sound like? When I don't give you attention you yelp at me. Who does that? To tell you the truth there are some I wish did. And when I get in the dumps about them you're always there to say, "Hey how about a walk? You can think things through!" Even though its not me you care about its you getting to see those other ones like you down the street. Boy, they sure never shut the fuck up. But neither do you. But my point is you're goddamn cute, Pedro. I love you. And I hope when you go to the Doggy Day Care you get lots of dog pussy. Cause you deserve it you shit. Eat shit. No wait... you actually will.

P.S. Remember when I used to sing "I've Been Working on the Railroad" to you before I went to bed every night? Well I guess it paid off, puppy boy, I guess it paid off.

I don't believe you and you didn't argue. So I'm gonna it official, ok? Back to those days...

I find it kind of funny, I find it kind of sad, the dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had.

You looked around. You couldn't even take it. I wish I could do that everyday. I would if it would always mean something to you. But that'll get old. Its time to find some new thing to make you do that. But god its been a while.

Heyheyheyheyhey shhhhhhh. You've obviously forgotten what I said not so long ago. Things are just slow is all. But I have no doubt they'll pick back up again. There just slow is all.

We've lost our spark. There's almost no excitement. We need to reconnect or I'm gonna forget, the way I could swear you already have.