Obsessed.
Omg but he's so cute. I look at him and my darkened heart fills with joy. His little face, his perfect hair, those tiny little fingers and toes. I could die. I can't imagine a more perfect representation of our love. Thank you, Tony. BUT ALSO FUCK YOU FOR ABANDONING ME YOU PIECE OF SHIT. Ugh. Grief is a hell of a drug.
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