I put her to sleep tonight.

I feel so lonely.

She was the best friend I ever had.

I will bury her tomorrow, and plant a rosebush over her in the spring.

Damn, sometimes life sucks.

Robert loved Kizzy.

Kizzy loved Robert.

I put her out of her suffering which became evident tonight.

I started my own pain tonight.

My God, I hurt so much.

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