My need to be comfortable has doomed me to forever look like a homeless person.
today i was singing in the kitchen like “iiii love youuuuuuu john daarrrrrniellleeeee” to the tune of king of carrot flowers part two, “jooohn...
Late Afternoon. Backyard. Two Dads Chill.
Our sweet Phoebe on our wedding day
If I ever get married I want Atlas to wear a tux and have the rings.