Dear Scarlet,
Here is a photo of you sneaking around Sabrie’s house like a mouse so you won’t wake anybody and petting Max, her dog. We’ve been staying here for the most part on days you’re with me until we get into our new house later this summer. Yesterday you hung out with her mom while I was at work. You get the biggest kick out of calling her grandma, I think it’s because your grandparents are so far away. We are so lucky to have such quality people in our lives and I hope that you take the kindness that people show us on the daily with you in your life. I will try my best to teach you to pay it forward and always show how grateful you are, even if it gets repetitive. - Mom
parrot-flies: Literally is the most inconvenient word to have had lost its meaning. What the fuck are we doing? Why does anyone have any optimism? Chop off our heads. Goddamn it.
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This is cliche, but seriously, nothing hits me harder that a song with a history.
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I hope you don’t mind that I put down in words how wonderful life is now you’re in the world.
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Next possible ink idea.
Anchor represents my father.
Compass represents my mother.
“We accept the love we think we deserve” a quote from my favorite book The Perks of Being a Wallflower.Done by Keenan Bouchard in Waterbury, Vermont at Good Ink.
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