hounddoghowling
hounddoghowling
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mange ridden and melodramatic
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hounddoghowling · 7 months ago
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bury me in the woods, and let the grass crush under my body as you lay me down on the side to dig my grave.
may the sun's rays beam onto the mound of dirt that contains me, my half assed grave decorated with two tied together sticks in the form of a cross and a handful of picked flowers from the ground on top; though the flowers are bound to decay like my being
let me return to my mothers warm embrace, deprived of her touch after a lifetime of human cruelty
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hounddoghowling · 7 months ago
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if i keep comparing myself to a sick stray dog do i have abandonment issues with an essence of aggression or am i just a furry
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hounddoghowling · 7 months ago
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i am a sick dog, tethered to a street light in the middle of nowhere. once loved unconditionally, fed and groomed, now malnourished, mangey, only starving for his love. he's everything, he saved me, my world revolves around him. he wouldn't hurt me like this, would he? his hands so gently placed upon my head as he wraps my leash around the pole. he stepped into the car, driving off. he forgot me. its okay, he forgets things. his keys, his wallet, i dont mind being something he forgets as long as he remembers me.
hes been forgetting for a while, hasn't he? chained and tethered to what we used to be, to everything he ever did for me ever since he pulled me out of that damaged box behind a building. barking, howling for him. praying he'll remember, that he'll think just once about me. that i feel his loving hands on me, those hands ironically leading to my fate.
i dont blame him for leaving after all. im not the purebred with a pedigree he wants. im a mutt.
a mutt that will die at the street light he left me, confused, scared, angry, trembling and rotting. behind my sharpened, bitter canines drooling with illness and resentment, a secret hope; a silent prayer.
he'll remember.
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hounddoghowling · 7 months ago
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good afternoon tumblr im mentally ill and its going to be ur problem for the next few business days
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hounddoghowling · 2 years ago
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conversations become murmurs, quiet becomes deafening
love drunk yet now so chillingly sober
my steady heart turning rapid, crawling into my throat as he parts me
the world was so loud
now all is quiet
is this what its like to lose?
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