One of my close friends passed. He decided to off himself through overdose on morphine patches and meth. I accept his death, but I'm still upset at the people who I turned to for help and just ignored it. There were a few that listen. You know who you are.

Then, my dog was put down the other day behind my back. The reason was so bullshit too. She nipped my niece and made her cry. She couldn't bite fully or strong. She had trouble biting her food. There was no marks on my niece either. Dad threatened to shoot her with a 12 gauge if she did it again, so mom took her to the vet to put her down. She was just a small poodle too, so half her body would have been blown off.

Then, one of my friends came back and I got to hang out with him for a day, but people lied to his parole office saying he was breaking into houses and stealing. I know they were lying myself because when they claimed he was doing this, he was with me 4 hours away from there. But, I think he was thrown in jail nonetheless because he tried to call me on from the jailhouse on my cell, which doesn't get any service at my home. So, I got to call his parents and see what's up tomorrow.

So yeah, this October sucked. November might be better.

TL;DR: Friend died, Dog died, friend in jail. October sucked.