Anonymous asked: I thought your girl was prego?
she is
I'd make an amazing grandfather in the future.
In the past, it was difficult for my stubborned self to come clean with my wrongdoings and to fully own up to my faults. Fucking up comes hand in hand with growing up, and that’s how we learn — especially after losing something or someone very important.
This time, I’ve really fucked up and the only thing to do at this point is to live and learn.
Admittedly, I can say that it’s nearly impossible for me to stop caring once I start caring.
But hey, shit happens.
Spoil a girl with love and she’ll turn blind.
I’ve grown tiresome of erratic patterns and infrequencies of life. I’m at a point of solidarity, being drawn towards the stable, cemented aspirations such as growing older, beginning a career, creating a family, owning a house — in essence, none of that childish bullshit. Step by step, the typical, but the pace is by going a little too slow right now.
