There's this cute little black pug that always comes to visit, every day. I know his owners live right up the road, but I'm still worried the poor thing is going to starve.. cry (my mother refuses to let me give him scraps of food). I guess I'll call them to come get him tomorrow. Ehh.. Is it wrong to want to keep a dream journal even though I'm 17.. Or is that too childish for me? confused
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