so, uh, after having my child I was diagnosed with postpartum depression and nervous hysteria. I'd been told to stay in bed and rest, but in a fit of insane panic I killed my child and so was carted off to an asylum...only to escape, wandering around looking for my "lost little baby".
I scared some poor child when Brenden and I were walking around...I feel kinda bad about that...
I scared some poor child when Brenden and I were walking around...I feel kinda bad about that...
You don't look like a 5year old with no duckface and pointy hair

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That's immediately what came to mind when I saw your pic.