Even though no DNA strand in the little girl belonged to either he nor his...his Pete, Patrick could still feel that every molecule in this tiny, tiny thing was his. Her atoms were his and Pete's respectively, but it wasn't ownership--it was the onset (onset not used like it was the symptoms of a disease) of fatherhood. He knew that, with the
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that's really lovely.
oh, I must be pms-y, this is making me want a baby and a bowl of soup. (idk..)
lovely-face! I'm losing hope that you'll ever be on AIM for me to bug.
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eh, there's worse ways to go.
tomato is my favorite soup.
And I will so be stalking you tommorrow afternoon, missy!
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I love tomato soup! hate any other kind, really...
see, it was a match made in heaven for us ;)
I will so be ready for the stalking! I've got my mace :D
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patrick is so adorable, isn't he.
I love those two together and then with a daughter.
they'd be the kick assenest dads ever.
i want Pete Wentz and Patrick Stumph to be my daddies! :)
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