little victories 🌞

<wonders how mine sounds>

<<hopes like hell it ain't shrill or eeyoreish>>

<{secretly hopes it sounds like Roger Rabbit}>

Awwww, shucks- ily, too, Boo!
Run down city round here- everything seems so much more extra than usual.. kinda feel like I'm dragging my ass round in a concrete filled wheelbarrow or some shit. It's crazy.
Burn out is real..

Oh- it's gray and shitty here too..
You are the ray of sunshine I was basking in..
Hope you feel better soon.

G'mornin🌞

That's right- they're the piss holes..
Pisshole chicks- sounds like a gwar groupie cover band or something.

<shakes can of mini marshmallows while smiling> yup, same

The implication is just, uh, well- fucked up.. technically, a skeet is a clay target launched into the air to be shot at and destroyed. The "urban slang" skeet is ejaculate... either way- it's fucked up.
Regardless of the original intent, the term "skeet" was a horrible choice.

This looks like most text convos with our son. He's 20 now, but, we always gave him the space and breadth to just be himself & express himself- whatever that meant...and, he bloomed into a well rounded, highly intelligent, platinum hearted, standup kinda guy.