Yeaaaa…You guys are just gonna have to find out Feb 17th☠️ @goodtrouble
I don’t know how it’s possible to smile bigger with every day that I get to spend you. The amount of times I whispered to myself “fuck I love you”, while looking for the pictures to put in this post and all the memories behind them. How we dream about a future together, without any pause…Because we know what this love is. Today, tomorrow, till my end. Happy birthday, my Queen. Te amo🌹
I don’t know how it’s possible to smile bigger with every day that I get to spend you. The amount of times I whispered to myself “fuck I love you”, while looking for the pictures to put in this post and all the memories behind them. How we dream about a future together, without any pause…Because we know what this love is. Today, tomorrow, till my end. Happy birthday, my Queen. Te amo🌹
I don’t know how it’s possible to smile bigger with every day that I get to spend you. The amount of times I whispered to myself “fuck I love you”, while looking for the pictures to put in this post and all the memories behind them. How we dream about a future together, without any pause…Because we know what this love is. Today, tomorrow, till my end. Happy birthday, my Queen. Te amo🌹
I don’t know how it’s possible to smile bigger with every day that I get to spend you. The amount of times I whispered to myself “fuck I love you”, while looking for the pictures to put in this post and all the memories behind them. How we dream about a future together, without any pause…Because we know what this love is. Today, tomorrow, till my end. Happy birthday, my Queen. Te amo🌹
I don’t know how it’s possible to smile bigger with every day that I get to spend you. The amount of times I whispered to myself “fuck I love you”, while looking for the pictures to put in this post and all the memories behind them. How we dream about a future together, without any pause…Because we know what this love is. Today, tomorrow, till my end. Happy birthday, my Queen. Te amo🌹
2 years with this powerful woman. What seems like a lifetime, but just yesterday when you danced into my life and created this little family together. To experience and see your love engulf everything you touch…My heart deeply roots itself to yours all the more, day by day. Cheers to you, Love.
What hurts the most is that I don’t have many photos of you and I to look back on since I deleted my Facebook. This is the last photo, and the last time I saw you man….just a couple fucking months ago. Your first time in LA, and I was ecstatic to see you and show you around. You seemed so good and happy. You were sober and really focusing on your body. Look at us…Two stooges cheesing at the camera. Your chipped tooth and my broken nose when we ran full speed at each other playing beach football almost 10 years ago. I grew up with you. You were like an older brother to me. Always doing annoying older brother shit until I grew taller and you couldn’t mess with me the way you used to. You were my best bud. I miss going to concerts with you and jumping in the mosh pits. I miss you and Amber crashing at our Freshman place for a month, even though it was only supposed to be 2 weeks. I miss you saying, “Well I cooked, so you have to clean up, TomAss”……I miss you. Too many memories that are flushing through my mind right now. I hate that you were silently going through some shit. I hate that you fucking did this. PLEASE!!!! If any of you are going through mental/emotional turmoil. TALK TO SOMEBODY. There’s family, there are friends, there’s a 24 Hour hotline you can call 1-800-273-8255. I can’t take this pain, and I don’t want anybody, on either end, to go through this. Rest easy, Michael George Mcbean. I love you.
What hurts the most is that I don’t have many photos of you and I to look back on since I deleted my Facebook. This is the last photo, and the last time I saw you man….just a couple fucking months ago. Your first time in LA, and I was ecstatic to see you and show you around. You seemed so good and happy. You were sober and really focusing on your body. Look at us…Two stooges cheesing at the camera. Your chipped tooth and my broken nose when we ran full speed at each other playing beach football almost 10 years ago. I grew up with you. You were like an older brother to me. Always doing annoying older brother shit until I grew taller and you couldn’t mess with me the way you used to. You were my best bud. I miss going to concerts with you and jumping in the mosh pits. I miss you and Amber crashing at our Freshman place for a month, even though it was only supposed to be 2 weeks. I miss you saying, “Well I cooked, so you have to clean up, TomAss”……I miss you. Too many memories that are flushing through my mind right now. I hate that you were silently going through some shit. I hate that you fucking did this. PLEASE!!!! If any of you are going through mental/emotional turmoil. TALK TO SOMEBODY. There’s family, there are friends, there’s a 24 Hour hotline you can call 1-800-273-8255. I can’t take this pain, and I don’t want anybody, on either end, to go through this. Rest easy, Michael George Mcbean. I love you.
What hurts the most is that I don’t have many photos of you and I to look back on since I deleted my Facebook. This is the last photo, and the last time I saw you man….just a couple fucking months ago. Your first time in LA, and I was ecstatic to see you and show you around. You seemed so good and happy. You were sober and really focusing on your body. Look at us…Two stooges cheesing at the camera. Your chipped tooth and my broken nose when we ran full speed at each other playing beach football almost 10 years ago. I grew up with you. You were like an older brother to me. Always doing annoying older brother shit until I grew taller and you couldn’t mess with me the way you used to. You were my best bud. I miss going to concerts with you and jumping in the mosh pits. I miss you and Amber crashing at our Freshman place for a month, even though it was only supposed to be 2 weeks. I miss you saying, “Well I cooked, so you have to clean up, TomAss”……I miss you. Too many memories that are flushing through my mind right now. I hate that you were silently going through some shit. I hate that you fucking did this. PLEASE!!!! If any of you are going through mental/emotional turmoil. TALK TO SOMEBODY. There’s family, there are friends, there’s a 24 Hour hotline you can call 1-800-273-8255. I can’t take this pain, and I don’t want anybody, on either end, to go through this. Rest easy, Michael George Mcbean. I love you.
What hurts the most is that I don’t have many photos of you and I to look back on since I deleted my Facebook. This is the last photo, and the last time I saw you man….just a couple fucking months ago. Your first time in LA, and I was ecstatic to see you and show you around. You seemed so good and happy. You were sober and really focusing on your body. Look at us…Two stooges cheesing at the camera. Your chipped tooth and my broken nose when we ran full speed at each other playing beach football almost 10 years ago. I grew up with you. You were like an older brother to me. Always doing annoying older brother shit until I grew taller and you couldn’t mess with me the way you used to. You were my best bud. I miss going to concerts with you and jumping in the mosh pits. I miss you and Amber crashing at our Freshman place for a month, even though it was only supposed to be 2 weeks. I miss you saying, “Well I cooked, so you have to clean up, TomAss”……I miss you. Too many memories that are flushing through my mind right now. I hate that you were silently going through some shit. I hate that you fucking did this. PLEASE!!!! If any of you are going through mental/emotional turmoil. TALK TO SOMEBODY. There’s family, there are friends, there’s a 24 Hour hotline you can call 1-800-273-8255. I can’t take this pain, and I don’t want anybody, on either end, to go through this. Rest easy, Michael George Mcbean. I love you.
Y’all ain’t ready😈 We comin’ in hot on Feb 17th!
AWWWW SHIIIIIIT! ONE WEEK AWAY MY PEEPS😈 @goodtrouble season 3. Feb 17th. Fucking be there. Besos.
These pretzels are making me thirsty.
Simpler times🥺
Just some happy kids.
Perks of Zoom meetings. Folks, Season 3 is brewing up quite nicely😏
