This book. First with the Roran stuff, then with the Arya madness, and now with the Nausda blasphemy. Inheritance will be the death of me.

why say yes to the dress?! whyyyyyy?

This is Elliott. He had to be put down yesterday, because he had cancer in his stomach, lungs, and heart. We didn’t catch it sooner because we’ve been battling fleas for 3 months. All his symptoms could be explained by the fleas. But me and my mom knew something else was wrong…. we were just waiting til my mom had more money to take him back to the vet. We shouldn’t have waitied. =/ I’ve been a mess on and off since my mom told me. The house seems quiet, lonely, and just really sad. I woke up this morning and called him, then remembered he’s gone. It just really sucks. Me and mom both feel guilty cos we kept getting mad at him for peeing on the floor, but he couldn’t help it and now he’s gone. When my mom texted me monday night and said she was taking him to the vet I wanted to go, but she was at the one in Pekin and said they might be going to the pet hospital. So I waited. When she got to the hospital she said she didn’t know where they were cos the vet had taken them in their van. I should have made her ask where it was, and I should have been there. When I was scared he was always there for me. He was scared and I wasn’t there for him… But enough sad. Elliott was a great dog, and I think he had a pretty good life. Me and my mom were remembering things about him. Like how when he was a puppy he had this stuffed moose, he’d drag it around everywhere, and sleep all cuddled up to it. It was really funny cos it was bigger than he was, like waaay bigger. And how when we had the ugly green couches he’d climb on the back on them like he thought he was a cat, he’d even sleep up there. Or how he used to do the ‘happy dog’. Hed get really excited and run all over the house and it was just really funny. Oh! And I had this pair of fuzzy blue slippers and Elliott hated them, he attacked my feet whenever I wore them. I remember during the time when Jessie and I broke up, I was really sad, crying myself to sleep, and Elliott, who never cuddled with anyone but my mom at night, jumped into my bed and would cuddle with me. He always did that when me or mom cried. He liked to take care of his girls. I really really love Elliott, and I miss him more than I thought was possible. I know he’s in a better place now, and he’s not in pain anymore, but it still sucks. I hope he’s happy up in Heaven, and I know my grandpa Tom is watching over him for mom and me. RIP Elliott Ace Freely Lindsey <3 You will be missed, and loved forever.

i freaking love this movie