i've only been home to my parents house twice over the last 12 months. the first time was christmas eve last year, and the second was for a funeral. they only live 90 minutes away. that probably makes me a bad son...
it appears that michael still loves me though.
and my parents seem almost proud of my beach boys tattoos. kinda makes sense once i see all the 60's music artwork hanging in their new house. it's a kinks / beatles / supremes orgy.
and then to THAT photo... the one that makes me wish i stayed 4 forever....
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