Kiss, Pookie

I am a greaser. I am a JD and a hood. I blacken the name of our fair city. I beat up people. I rob gas stations. I am a menace to society. Man do I have fun. Bradley. 19. Vegas, baby. rp @enjolras.emoji

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So clearly this is for Kells, so if you're not him you don't gotta read it. Just scroll on by.

You probably knew I'd post this one. It's my favourite picture I've taken of you two in the time I've been around. I'm not good at writing this kind of stuff either so you're going to have to deal with something that will probably go around in circles but are we surprised? No. My brain stays still about as much as I do.

Anyway, I don't talk about my family. Like, ever. That's because I don't like them. There's a reason you found me on the street digging through garbage. Because I'd rather be there than deal with me family. I always found these kind of days to be bullocks. Because my father doesn't deserve to be celebrated and in my opinion, no dads did. But my opinion was of course based on my own experience. And then you and this beautiful little girl came along into my life. And I not only got to see what a good father looks like, but I get to see it over and over every day of my life now. I never anticipated that I'd be living in some massive mansion helping raise a kid at 19 years old with some guy who saw me at my lowest point but why would I anticipate that? I was a runaway. I only anticipated how I was going to have to get money for my next meal. Then you happened. And you took in me and my dirty dog. And then a few weeks later, you risked everything and let me meet your daughter. And watching you two interact - idk, it changed my life. I was already falling for you but that sealed it. The way you put her above everything, the way you work your ass off to make sure she has everything she could ever want. The way she looks at you like you're the best person (which you are) ...just everything. I don't have the right words. Because I'm bad at this.

She and I have been planning today for a long time. So you’re gonna have to deal with getting presents all day. And our little song that we wrote. Well she wrote. I just composed. And deal with the dog piles that will happen. Jesse insisted on those. And deal with me kissing you a lot. But I can't help it. You and Casie saved me. And you two are my world. And you, you beautiful man, are the best father I've ever seen.

Okay I'm done. Happy Father's Day.