Michael Emerson. I live in Santa Carla with my grandpa, mom, and brother Sam.

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Anonymous said: grow some balls man. slap star around and tell her dumb ass to move with you

If only it were that easy.

Anonymous said: whens the baby due and what's the sex

No idea for both

Anonymous said: You are confusing, are you over star or what?

I don’t really think I will ever get over her but I am trying.

Anonymous said: did you want kids?

I didn’t but um too late for that now.

Anonymous said: I think Star is busy though.

Ehha..I guess.

Anonymous said: What are you hoping for with the baby?

I am hoping Star comes around and moves to LA so I can take care of both, even if were not together, wouldn’t that infact be the smart thing for her to do?

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It has been a while since my last music post. I have been re-discovering Interpol, and this is still my favorite album, Antics. I remember I bought it at a random best buy in Wyoming years ago

Narc - Interpol

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“When I’m not around….keep an eye on her.” he says very serious.

Guilt…guuuuiillllllt.

“You got it.” he nods.

“You are a good brother.” 

Frowns a little with a gulp.

“Thanks Mike…you are a GREAT brother. I love you.”

Michael hears the bathroom door open. He looks at Sam. “I better go.”

“Alright…talk to you later then.”

He stands up and gives Michael a big hug. Walks him to the door.

Michael hugs him back, Star appearing suddenly in the living room. She’s wearing hear clothes with wet hair. She has a smile on her face, a weird one.. “See you later..”