He needed some time to himself to decompose.
When the big hand touched the little hand
Me: Twitter. Padre: Wow, if I had a nickel for every time . . .
Need for Speed.
Me: I love you.
Cryptic code.
Zombies (because, Braiiiiiiins!!!)
A. I mist you.
It packs its trunk and leaves.
All it does is make you tired and stressed out and anxious and nevermind I get it.
Current events.
Decomposing