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Annotation: I received a message from Isabelle while the boys and I were out of the country, and I couldn’t help but read it a few times while Mikey stared

life’s too short for bullshit

  9.07.2017   cupcakes   Doc and me   No comments

“KC.” “Yeah, Doc.” “What are you thinking about?” “Me?” “Yes, you.” “I just want to smell the air and can you hear the birds?” I paused. “I want Emmanuelle sitting

all memories are traces of tears

  2.07.2017   cupcakes   Isabelle, KC, love, Renée   No comments

…remember that all memories are traces of tears I reached for my black knapsack and I’m looking for my cellphone so I can listen to a little Bach. I shuffled

love letters

My love, your whispers and promises make me feel alive, your love letters and messages underneath my pillows brightened my morning when you were not there. You always make me

changing diapers

So, what you’re about to read is one hundred percent the truth—so help me. And, you’ll soon realize why men are just plain stupid idiots. Mikey looked at me and

nothing has changed

Where are all the preachers, or the men of science to explain this to me? For all the sacrifices that I have made in life, and this is how I

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