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Originally posted by JustMe:
my heart feels continually torn to pieces when i think that he never will come through that door, and lay on his little pillow that is still here, i have no heart to put it away, - that he lays there, alone, in cold earth, forever!
yes, dear, cry. Cry. Let all the tears out. You need it. It's alright. It's too early now. All you need is feeling this pain. I'm not saying it isn't painful. It is. Time will help you cope with the loss. One day you'll wake up and that pain will be bearable. That means your doggie is watching over you, faithfully as ever. Only he's doing this from another place. It takes time. But it happens.

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I don't want realism. I want magic! Yes, yes, magic. I try to give that to people. I do misrepresent things. I don't tell the truth. I tell what ought to be truth (Blanche/A streetcar named desire)