i didn’t realize growing up meant dying inside but hey it’s whatever
people say ‘I love you’ in a lot of different ways
'get some sleep'
'here have my fries'
'Im gonna draw you something'
'text me when you get home'
'What was the best part of your day?'
"merde sur ma poitrine"
"Let’s get tacos."
that recycled milk water from the first bowl sets that bitch all the way off
my kid: whats for dinner
me: THIS FAT ASSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
me: *does split on the kitchen table*