I shot my parents today without going postal.
well, they will go postal
after they get printed for Christmas cards.
I’d tell you what my mom and dad said to get themselves laughing but then I’d have to kill you because omg its just wrong at their age and MY parents!0
chasing the sun into the night
beckoned by the edge where today splinters into tomorrow. I am done with yesterday both near and far, yet the griefs and unresolvables cling. shyness bares down more now then ever.0