It’s father’s day. And I know everyone says this, but I seriously have the best dad in the world. Sure – he has a little bit of a temper when it comes to certain things, and yes – he’s a misanthrope. BUT he’s smarter than 99.9 % of the morons walking around on the planet, taught me everything (almost) that I know about english, writing, and literature, can play guitar better than 100% of the jokers who call themselves rockers these days, and he’s the reason I’m obsessed with photography. SO HE WINS. THE END.
I love you Daddy.