You need to stop your fucking self, G. You know it ain't good. Stop, just stop.
I hope the coronavirus has digressed or a cure is found. I hope gabriel has learned your name and started crawling. I hope you decided on a college and maybe even found a nice boy. Much love.
Hi, it's Brandon, writing on December 10th, 2011, reminding you that it's been 10 years since Zack, Aaron, Justin, Steven, Sarah, Johnny, Brooke and I buried the time capsule in my backyard. My...
Okay pal, last one for the day, where are you now hat have you done, sit down with me tell me a story about these next ten years of life. And at the end of it all, lets send our 34 year old self a...