I feel like a bad person. The kind of person who forgets her baby in a 100 degree car, buys groceries. Almost runs out to the car right before the baby dies, the kind of person who forgets her sunglasses, the kind of person that almost didn’t burn her baby up like an egg because of forgotten sunglasses. The kind of person that thought “forget it,” and laughs a little. Who needs sunglasses in a grocery store?
2 years ago • Notes