Raise your words, not voice.
It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder.
It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder.
I try.
Lord knows we are all human.
I'm not proud of how I acted toward Nicholas Sunday.
Been a long time.
That was the worst ever.
Hopefully never again.
Not like that.
I just cant take somebody being lazy or just flat out ignoring me when I am standing right there talking to them.
Anyway.
Like I said.
I try.
Feel like I do better than most would given our circumstances.
Love you Lucy.
Just want my wife sweetheart.



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