June 25, 2012

• Tattoo

  This weekend I will get a tattoo of the most important human being of my life. I made this guy with my semen and Keri's egg. Unfortunately, he had a bad placenta and had to come out early. He had no sins. I love him to dead. I will worship him as perfect forever. He's my son. Max. I will tattoo his handprint on my back.

  His little handprint is right on my back. He is perfect and sinless. He had a bad placenta that starved him. I love him to death. Spend 16 days in an NICU where they say he's fine and then take that phonical. I'm faked for life. PTSD. Projects, work chit, doesn't matter. I just can't care enough. Maybe that's good. But Saturday, Max's hand is on my back. That's MY FUCKING SON. He was damn beautiful. Blonde hair, blue eyes. and he had the luck to die before me. Hardest thing ever. Agree.

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