Hold your hand in public. Bring you breakfast in bed. Carry you when you fall asleep on the couch. Bring you ice cream. Sing to you. Hold you. See you. Rub your back indefinitely. Pop any pimples if needed. Deal with your crazy ass family if you promise to deal with mine.
I will make you…
:) ……..
Snake
People aren’t either wicked or noble. They’re like chef’s salads, with good things and bad things chopped and mixed together in a vinaigrette of confusion and conflict.
