yo I want another kid though.
yeah but like... wait nevermind
what were you going to say....?
shit, it's 0430 and I'm tired so I was gonna say... why do you want another kid if your first one hasn't expired yet.
It’s beginning to feel like the crazy haired, pale skinned, rough, loud creature is finally breaking free. Getting out of the clutches of the strong tree roots. The feeling is similar to climbing to the top of a tree.
The whole journey is difficult: some slipping, losing grip on the branches, but…
thats it. we have seen everything, the world may continue to stop existing.
buying clothes that aren’t black is hard
just a few of the many reasons why I’m excited for when the tumblr generation becomes parents
just let him have the pizza