I love Him so much
when am i not?
My anxiety is being a cunt & since Daddy & I are having friends over for dinner I can’t just go to bed. I want to, though. I don’t even want to eat :/
My dog does this… well, she did when I could lay on my tummy still.
I just want to cuddle up with Daddy & talk & relax & maybe have really slow, meaningful sex.
It looks so happy playing in the water. I want a shower now, too >.>
When I saw this movie I went home and obsessively hugged my dog for the next three hours. I couldn’t even handle it when he told Dug that he was a bad dog :(
^pretty accurate to my response.
It’s so little! I would be scared to hold it. I mean, it can’t be more than a few days old.
I LOVE it when Daddy lets me hold him. I always get all sappy & teary eyed though.
Holy fuck, that was me and babygirl on our first night together. It was her first time too and the eye contact we shared was just, wow.
I don’t think Daddy looked at me much our first time since I was supposed to just be a steady & clean fuck buddy >.>
Daddy’s mom has 3 pit bulls. 2 male & a female. All 3 are very loving & just good dogs. In fact, the only thing you really have to worry about is the biggest one sitting on you & washing you.
On Easter, we had this tradition where an old man down the road would paint little ‘bunny’ prints along the sidewalk, as well as up to the door of every house where a child lives…and he’s done this every year, without fail, since before I was born.
Over the summer, that old man passed away, so no one in their right mind expected to see the tracks this year. However, when I woke up- there they were!
Turns out that his eighteen year old grandson (who happens to be known as the badass of our school) got up at three this morning and spent four hours- by himself -painting the prints; just to make sure that the neighborhood kids wouldn’t be disappointed.
My faith in our generation = restored.
I don’t celebrate Easter, nor do I care who does or does not. But this is very sweet & needed to be shared.