Hahahaha, I have one on the inside of my hand, five on my left arm, two on my right arm, five on the left side of my face, and one on my butt. I must have had a lot of enemies.
This guy took my bag from me and told he'd walk me to my next class. I was in a pissy mood for some reason and just told him to give me my bag and he was so surprised. I like him a lot now and completely regret it.
I cried a lot. My sister used to have a dog, and i loves him like he was my own. She moved and so did he. She couldn't really take care of him so she gave him back to us. He was three tears old all muscle and never was trained. He was great then, but everytime she came to visit he loved her so much he would forget everything and just be with her. She wanted him back and it was understood we couldn't take him again since it was to much on him. She had him, gave him away, he ran away and the shelter found him and asked my sister to sign him over. She did. I love him so much and I hate that I don't know what happened to him. My family loves dogs and we always had them all of their lives. I miss him sooo much.I just really hope he's not dead but on the website it never said he was adopted out, he just was off the website one day:(