Sad

It's very foggy outside and I found a dog wandering around, unsure of exactly what it was trying to do. It kept sniffing and running and trying to figure out where it was going. I have no clue. I hate it that some most likely cunt of a girl decided to buy that dog and, obviously, not knowing how to handle a dog, here I find myself trying to figure out what to do with the dog. It's really sad; I may want a dog, but I hope I don't decide to do it just because I'm bored and I have no fucking life. It's hard to describe what's it is like to see a dog scared out of its mind running around in the fog, trying to find a home. It's hard to watch. I have to say, at this point, I am not proud.