What do you mean I get to see this sweet baby boy again?! The world is trash and I never get anything I want, no one is going to make me any less excited about this with their sour grapes and complaining and moaning and ‘it’s gonna ruin the-‘ shut it. Shush. I’m pinching your lips together with my fingers if you even start.
I live in the epicenter of diarrhea lettuce and wild fires, we can’t breathe and we can’t stop shitting ourselves let me have this one thing.










