My mom was helping my brother sift through old photographs to look for his senior "two year old" picture, and I came down to beg her for something and ended up looking with them
Among the albums was one from when my parents were teens, when they first met
... And, it sounds super SUPER weird, even to me, but WOW. My parents were very gorgeous people.
Not saying, they're not still good looking, but... WOW. You know? If they went to my high school, every girl after him and my mom would have every boy blushing. But they'd always have eachother~~
ANYWAYS. yeah. How did I never notice? I live with these people. And how the hell did my combination of genes get mixed in with them?
but you know what's freaky? I look exactly like my mom, and exactly like my dad at the same time. yeah. kinda weird, but it works.
My dad liked taking photos, even then.
My mom was an amazing artist.
My brother was FREAKIN adorable. (where'd it all go?)
and and and and and
and and and
and...
Devious Comments
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Din, with her strong flaming arms, cultivated the land to create the earth.
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Happy hour is every hour, everyday until the day you die. After that it becomes a happy eternity.
I only mention his senior picture
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사탕 줘! > < <3
'Twilight cannot ruin Vampires for one reason and one reason alone: there are no vampires in Twilight, just really cliche closet homosexuals with an added blood fetish for "uniqueness".' - HatsuharuAiava
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Happy hour is every hour, everyday until the day you die. After that it becomes a happy eternity.
so please don't hint that I would purposely insult my brother. it pisses me off.
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사탕 줘! > < <3
'Twilight cannot ruin Vampires for one reason and one reason alone: there are no vampires in Twilight, just really cliche closet homosexuals with an added blood fetish for "uniqueness".' - HatsuharuAiava
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Happy hour is every hour, everyday until the day you die. After that it becomes a happy eternity.
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사탕 줘! > < <3
'Twilight cannot ruin Vampires for one reason and one reason alone: there are no vampires in Twilight, just really cliche closet homosexuals with an added blood fetish for "uniqueness".' - HatsuharuAiava
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Happy hour is every hour, everyday until the day you die. After that it becomes a happy eternity.
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