Love/hate My Wolfdog Roots. Too Doglike To Be With The Wolves, Too Wolflike To Be With The Dogs. Domestic

love/hate my wolfdog roots. too dog–like to be with the wolves, too wolf–like to be with the dogs. domestic enough to be a pet, but wild enough to let loose. why should i be both? why can’t i pick a side? too vicious to be affable. too affable to be vicious. too normal to be outcasted. too outcasted to be normal. is this still about wolfdogs?

kinda wanna leave. kinda wanna ghost everyone. kinda wanna rot under a blanket. kinda wanna feel loved. kinda wanna feel wanted. kinda wanna

dog but not in a puppy way

dog in an abnormally large mutt roaming the streets at night, still wet from the autumn rain, paws and claws making that little clicky-scrapey noise against the asphalt, only being seen under streetlamps, fur soaking wet, pointy ears and fangs bared, blood staining its fur due to a recent hunt, panting, huffing, growling

Tumblr is not a social media, it's an online psych ward.

Life starts to get ready good when you stop caring so much about other’s opinions,

Yes pup, wear that tail, make those pins, wear those cute ears, paint those nails, wear that collar, be true to you!!! WOOF!!! 🐾

weird state of self