Personally, Andrew

a year ago today, July 19th i had what they say is a head on collision with this big red semi truck. The impact sent my RV airborne, where we landed upside down and slide until we stopped in the ditch. Somehow, i caught my dog and held her, upside down. As glass and the dark penetrated all around, i screamed, "come and get me" at the top of my lungs. I still have no clue why i did that. what i know is that when we stopped, i let go of my dog who ran out the gaping hole in t

written from my dogs Sevens POV - for no other reason except I like writing for her in a way I think she would be if she could tell the story of our lives together. Now this day is special. Andrew in one of his numerous conversations to me has let me know, he finally has my new name picked out. I had been named Molly, but even I knew that didnt fit me --- Sitting patiently, I was expecting him to tell me this grand reveal, instead he just scratched my ears and walked away. A

I had nothing else. Except more homelessness. More drugs. More falling further and further down and more chances to attempt suicide. Someone explain to me, why I would stay for any of that. Now I knew if I left, and had a safe place to sleep for a while, to collect my thoughts and figure shit out, I could get back up on my feet. This picture should should be all the proof anyone needs that I made the right fucking call. So fuck you for telling people otherwise. You werent liv

Five year old me, the day I was adopted. Flew into Des Moines Iowa 1984 Jang Insoo would soon become Andrew Morrison

and then she did this ----- how you shove love matters

Andrew hasn't said much about this yet, but there was another dog before me, three actually that he rescued; but one i can smell. He says his name was Hyphen. he talks about him like he is still with us. Sometimes, look around for him and there are times, I can tell Andrew still does look for him when he is up. you know in those moments when you are barely awake and your brain hasnt turned on. When I am that way, I forget to wait to go outside to pee. But today seems hard on

Its interesting how I keep forgetting that I am in Europe. Sometimes, it doesnt feel real. Others, i feel it in my bones. I think partly the reason it doesnt feel real is because i still cannot really afford to live yet. I am just kind of gettnig by, my biggest splurge is a bag of Doritos --ok, three or a can of soda. But besides the gym, I do not go anywhere, so a lot of the time, I feel like I am just living my same life, a few thousand miles away And though the language

If I had a little extra money would I save it or spend it.