Nevermind on the brink of tears, I've already lost it. 

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Pardon my ramble, this is just to anyone here, but here we go. I need to let go for a minute. I'm having a bad day. A very bad day.
Today, and yesterday, have gone over like a ton of freaking bricks. What's left of hurricane Isaac is hitting us right now, and I feel like the whole world is crying. I don't know how to act right now. I can't distract myself from it. Normally I love the rain and the storms, but today (and probably from now on) I (will) just want to cuss at the sky. I'm going to be completely honest, I REEAAAALLY do. I feel like I've been stabbed in the stomach or something. I don't even know. I don't want to go anywhere today, yet I have to in about an hour or so. -_- I just want to stay home, but alas I can't. Cousin's bday, and can't ditch. Prob is, I reeaaally don't trust myself to go. But I have to.
I will never, ever forgive mice or rats. I don't care how I do it, I don't care how they die. But every single mouse, every single rat I see I will gladly, brutally, and maliciously destroy. I hate them, they're the whole freaking reason for today's unfortunate event. I know that I am going to go see my hens again next weekend, but I will never have them as my own again for 1-5 years. I will never see them roam this backyard ever again. I won't see them roam in any backyard of mine until we move, which could be in 1-5 years. It freaking sucks. I hate it. I hate mice. And rats. And from now on I will hate rain. Because every single time it rains, I will remember that it was raining the day I had to give Amulet and Pepper away.
I have nothing else to say about it. Because I can't say anything else.
Well, you know what, people have lived through worse. Much worse. Do you still have you health? Do your parents love you? Food on your table? An actual toilet? Water that isn't corrupted by sewage? A roof over your head? Shoes? Clothes that fit?My suspension of disbelief can only go so far, Bagawk.
It's cause you're sad, and that's OK. But you would have had to lose the birds eventually, whether to a predator or simply age. It's not the end of the world, and there are millions for fish, er, chickens in the sea.I know. Trust me, I've heard that and whatnot a lot today. But I can't stop thinking about it, and I don't know why.
At least I have the hope of getting them back in a year or so, when we move. Mother promised we can go see them whenever we want, and that we'd go see them next weekend.
It's cause you're sad, and that's OK. But you would have had to lose the birds eventually, whether to a predator or simply age. It's not the end of the world, and there are millions for fish, er, chickens in the sea.