| fuck you kcmo police. and your uncomfortable cells downtown
and your ridiculous bail amounts
and your bright orange handcuffs
i plan on never leaving my house again. ps. kids, don't drink and drive. |
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| today is eight years since my mom died.
my household is settled and my dad is happy and in love again.
that means i'm happy. |
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| new tattoo. sunflowers are moms favorite. the beginning of a sleeve all about her. 
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| if you give me one thing for my birthday, let it be mail.
or come visit.
ps. it's my birthday. and i'm 18. |
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