A squirrel shirt. Nut robbery. Threadless. Gray.
these posts feel so hollow. who cares how many shirts I have? this whole project was Shawna’s thought. Which makes it that much harder to do. But of all the things I’ve not finished, this will not be one of them. I will see this through.
I’m sorry Shawna. I desperately miss you. This house is empty with you and Tashi gone. But I know we are not right for each other. It doesn’t make it easier tho. I hope you are better than me. I hope you can find happiness.