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Pit Bull Ban Bullshit

       Today I’d like to discuss something that is a huge weight on my shoulders. I have to move in 2 weeks only problem? I have a pit bull. She is 1 years old and mine and my boyfriends baby.

       I have had many dogs in my life. I’ve had a dingo, lab, German Shepherd, pit mixes and now a pit bull. A lot of people hate pits but seriously she is the best dog I have owned. 

      She is potty trained, will stay with you without a leash. She listens very well and loves kids . The only time she gets wound up is when she chases a laser pointer like a giant cat. 

      WARNING: She loves kisses and to sit on laps knowing damn well she is too big. She also loves to eat flies. 

      She LOVES kids and cuddles. As soon as she sees or hears a kid she is at their side waiting to be petted. 

    She won’t go to sleep without being under the covers with her nose sticking out. 

    People it is the OWNER NOT the breed. 

Here is some pictures of my sweet baby:

Bangs

Yesterday I got bangs. I was feeling that I needed some change something to make me stand out . I walked out of the salon feeling like a bad ass rocker chick. Also helps that they cover my big ass forehead. Also my hand is strategically placed to hide the hickey on my neck. I’m not trash I promise just madly in love with my boyfriend . 

Insomnia

October 23, 2017 2:00am: 

He lays next to me snoring ever so lightly. He seems so peaceful. Sometimes he moans or says and acts out what he is doing in his dream. When will I get to have rest like that ? 

 I hate being awake at these hours . All I can think about is what needs done, what I haven’t done and how I did on what I already accomplished.

If I’m lucky my brain will decide it’s time for a rest in a couple of hours. I’m tired but yet here I  am writing a blog. I might add that I know no one is going to read this. I kind of find comfort in that. 

I wish my inner thoughts would silence enough to let me sleep just one good nights of rest. I want to dream with the hopes of escaping my shitty reality.

My life isn’t that bad so I shouldn’t complain. I eat at least once everyday, I have a roof over my head, and I get love.  But something is off. I can never be truly happy . 

I ask myself do I deserve true happiness? Should I feel selfish for wanting that? 

I want to talk a little bit about the man sleeping next to me . I have been with him for two years I believe he is the one for me . We get along great and are inseparable. He treats me amazing and I know I should be over the moon but most days I’m just not.

I love this man more than I can even begin to describe, even if I could the words would not justify it.  So WHY? Why am I not happy ?

Is it depression? Is it my hormones going wild from not being officially diagnosed with Graves’ disease (may write a blog about my medical issues.)?

I can never get a rest from the over thinking or the fact that I know I’m going crazy yet can’t over it. 

I need help yet I’m drowning in debt, medicine makes it worse and I hardly have a car. 

I hope to look back at this and realize I made it and can see what all I was thinking .

Finding a stress outlet

October 22, 2017 11:08 pm: I am, by no means a writer. Just a stressed college kid who needs an outlet for stress. I’m hoping by writing down my thoughts, feelings, hopes, dreams, and the little things that bring me joy that maybe I’ll feel a little stress free. I also want to document the things that happen in my life, the good, the bad, and the downright ugly. Maybe someone will read this and will be able to relate.