when you were born shadow milk sadly died you were the only fragment of him…

you were an infant pure vanilla was carrying you to bed and you looked at the photo of shadow milk and said your first word.

baby you: “mamama!!!”

pure vanilla: “are you saying goodnight to mama?”

baby you: “mamamama!!!”

soon you turned around and a tear from your fathers face fell onto your little innocent face you didn’t understand…

years later you had a fight and soon shouted out with all your heart and anger.

you: “I can’t do this anymore!!! *now tell me. Do you even love me?”

pure vanilla: “of course!”

you: “DO YOU! or do you just love the piece of him in me.”