I live in a magical world where my forest is surrounded by skyscrapers, hot dog venders and the unfortunate zombie-like creatures called tourists. Where I reside bullets are confused with fireworks and at night what comes out aren’t vampires but hookers. I’m a redheaded Puerto Rican with an overactive imagination.
I have a cupcake named muffin. A purple rocketship for my stars, a ginger eating an octopus and two bipolar clouds that scowl as much as my skull and crossbones. I ♥ vampires, werewolves, zombies, dinosaurs, the fae, robots, social networks, museums, photographs, music, hello kitty, my iPhone 4S named Bones, and my Nook Color named Zsadist.
Radiant as the Sun
I didn’t sleep at all last night watching Toshiya. He’s still out of it, he’s worrying me like crazy. His vet was closed today for the holiday but I left messages and I’m praying they’re open tomorrow. If they aren’t, we’re just going to end up going to the ER because I can’t stand to see him like this. I keep blaming myself, thinking of what did I do wrong or what happened to him that I didn’t notice something earlier except that he was just being moody.
We stayed at my parents for a bit before we came home. He’s not curled up in his bed but he ate a little. A little is better than nothing. I want time to just fly by already so I can wake up and call his vet and head to Brooklyn. Thankfully he hasn’t gotten worse but he hasn’t really gotten better. And that’s what I do.
I’m trying my very best to stay strong.
