A wee thread about a young boy and the tweet that got away. Feel free to RT.
Three weeks ago my youngest, Gabriel 12, came home upset. His love of woodwork was not deemed cool, nor was only having 6 followers on his instagram. 1/15
Last night was rough. When I got home and climbed into bed, all I could smell was Bella on the sheets. And then I missed the heat of her naked body curled against mine.
-Always Yours