My son has a girlfriend.
That is all.
(Some of your replies to my posts lately have me thinking I should clarify something I don’t really want to talk about: Pablo moved back to...
I accidentally bought Oreos with birthday cake filling
life is hell
In all of these processes, these experiences, these interactions in our lives, big and small, there’s an option right at the end. An option to take things one step further. Somewhere shaky. Somewhere that could ruin everything if you took it, but could also make things incredible. I want you and I to be like Casey in the 11th grade when she kicked me in the shins until I asked the boy I liked to go to Sadie’s with me. Don’t let yourself off the hook when you succumb to caution and fear and hesitation. Because you’re sick of that boring shit. Tremble if you have to, cry if you have to, panic all you need, but go one step further.