You look like your father,
You talk like the rain,
Hands clinched like a slingshot,
All colors, no grain.
Glass on the floor,
Don’t touch it, its hot!
Each day, same as before,
Whether we’re ready or not.
Absolutely heartbreaking washingtonpost.com/local/educ…
I'm all about tomorrow's Scrubs marathon.
11:51 and same. 😔 twitter.com/sassylibrarian…
Worst. Governor. Ever. And that's saying something. #Texas