texts: Right! That's exactly what I'm saying. My father said, first of all, I'm your father not your friend. I'm your father. </s> <s> Are you solid with that? </s> <s> No. I think it's fucked.
labels: Then fuck what your father said, cause I'm gonna tell you right now...You'll know what it's all about, why you got married and why you love her when you wake up at three in the morning, and the streetlight's coming through the window and it's just catching a corner of her face, like a sleeping angel. And her hair smells sweet and she's your's. She's all your's. Do you see where I'm going here?