All for you, my Daisy.

Things are finally looking up.
I guess it's true that you have to hit rock bottom before you can climb out of a shithole.
slowly but surely, my dear.

I think I'm in love.
With a little thing called Arizona fruit punch.
Could drink it by the gallon, I swear.
she takes her time with the little things, love notes reminding me.

<3<3<3
lalalla.
I'm done. Later, gator.