‘ 𝓵𝐮͟𝐜͟𝐲͟

it’s not my fault?

something you want to talk about?

he’s sneezed so many times in a row he deserves some kind of recognition award.

with ears to see, and eyes to hear.

pardon

ᅟᅟ⠀ oh ?? ᅟᅟ⠀

he knows what he did.

ᅟᅟ⠀ is it too early to ask when I’ll get to hold another grandbaby? ᅟᅟ⠀

timothy. you’re a shithead.

that’s a promise I can make.

I want to kiss you everyday for the rest of my life.

that’s good news actually. because I love you so much.

being the luckiest guy alive is my biggest flex.

i’m a big fan of whatever’s wrong with you, let’s get married

you two are grossly sweet

i can’t be strong forever. i’m sorry, i’m trying. i’m sorry.

i, myself, am made entirely of flaws, stitched together with good intentions.