Opsie poopsie

I've been without a phone for 24 hours. I haven't gone completely crazy but it's close. I tried getting my old phone to start up again but the password isn't working. Tomorrow I'll try going into a verizon store. My dad has an upgrade that he's not going to use so give it up verizon. The last verizon bitch told me that she "had to" get his old phone in order to do the upgrade on his phone number only. I call bullshit, bc you never have to do anything. 

Point is by tomorrow it'll be 48 hours deep and I'll be really close to wanting to die so I'll be really close to flying off the handle and they better give me what I want! 

It's already happening people, don't cross me! 

That's not even the worst part of the day, Seymour was going back to his parents and tried running back to me. He was pulled back and was literally scrapping his nails on the pavement. My black heart has one little spot of color. I miss that stupid little dog.