He is DRIPPING in Tiffany & Co. Easy a milly.

Hey coke, we don't fuck with you anymore. You fucked up.

My brother called me the night before he passed. We talked for about 5 minutes and I told him I had to go because I was taking groceries in. He called back and I didn't answer or return the call. The amount of regret and guilt I carry about that is sometimes unbearable. Please know I love you, Tim.

The past 2 weeks have felt like 20 years. I hate this.

Not me playing "Arrest The President" by Ice Cube in the garage waiting to get out.

Someone just messaged me "is it too early to" then corrected themselves to say *to. I've never met someone that had it right the first time and corrected it to the wrong way 🤯

I read the cards that were sent after my brother passed in August. This was my favorite.

Heading over to the Yum! Center for a top-three volleyball showdown: No. 3 Louisville vs. No. 1 Pitt.

Next time Lilly tries to eat something toxic, I may take my chances

Shelbyville Rd is a MESS

bro: you let your dog sleep in your bed?

me: bro, i’d let my dog borrow my car if he needed it

Thinking about joining them tbh

I always cherish and enjoy talking to my parents, but since my brother passed, it feels even more special. I spent over 20 minutes talking to dad about political anxiety. He made me feel safer again 🫶🏼

We didn't win but a lot of fun was had!