Uh-oh.

Today's (it-took-five-minutes-can't-you-tell) Photoshop image...



Yeah, so, Mom's not home yet, but when she comes home, the shit's gonna hit the fan head-on.

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What if the last time that I saw you I didn't say goodbye?
I'd live with that regret for the rest of my life
And I'm sorry that when I was with you I didn't want to cry
And you know when you left part of me died inside

Goodbye,
I miss you tonight

You and I never shared and idle conversation
Everytime I was with with you, I was dying of silent elation
Now I see that our goodbyes were like the scrpits written for television
And you know I wanted to be with you through this whole mad, mad mission

Goodbye,
I miss you tonight

"It'll be okay," that's what you told your daughters
But I swear, when you saw me you didn't remember me
And so I cried
But you, you never cried, you


Goodbye,
I miss you tonight