sometime i feel weird explaining to someone how inconsiderate they were in a situation. it’s like if you didn’t feel yourself wildin, idk what’s left to say.
Tomorrow I’ll have a 6 year old. Sometimes it’s hard to believe that he’s the same 4 year old that walked into my one bedroom apartment with one suitcase and a whole lot of expectations. The years fly and tonight I’m savoring every moment with this smart and kind 5 year old