Right to the point- Frat Boi (Matthew Stafford) looks so miserable holding his twin infant daughters it’s actually haunted me further into the thought of having children. Which I didn’t think was possible.

#doubletime. That’s the face of a broken man. He’s not even looking at anything either. The TV’s off. Hell there might not even be a TV in that room. The lights are on- but no one is home. But what blows my mind the most is that today’s world is literally designed around making your life look perfect through social media, which makes me question why Mrs. Kelly Stafford (who is very active on her social media game) decided it was a good idea to take that pic of already despondent Matthew and….

MAKE IT BLACK AND WHITE. You can literally see Frat Boi humming “Mad World” by Gary Jules. But if you need help visualizing, I did it already.

Okay, so one photo slip up by our girl Kelly. NBD. She’s got other things to worry about than the image of her husband with her infant daughters. Matthew obviously loves being wi–

OMG MATT ARE YOU OKAY?!?! Is he rolling his eyes? Going through an exorcism? Is he DEAD? Hey “bad angles and timing” me all you want, but I know that look. That is the look of a man lost in thought. Falling through the darkness. But what could he be thinking about? I have an idea. Cue ‘Levels’ by Avicii.

Lost in nostalgic thought of the insane raging days of yesteryear, only to now look depressed as all hell holding his daughters on his wife’s Instagram.

Disclaimer:

I have absolutely zero issue for Matty looking like this (which is probably completely unrelated to his daughters). But even if it is, this is probably a very common disposition to have amongst parents who have recently birthed a baby. I mean it make sense. The woman in the relationship has to go through 9 months of life totally drug and alcohol free as their physical appearance spirals completely out of control as the size of their belly, ankles, boobs, jowls, and probably a bunch of other shit reach an unprecedented size due to zero fault of their own. And the man, on the other hand, has to deal with tend to said woman going through all of those abnormalities throughout the duration of that time and I can only imagine with all the up’s down’s and everything in between it has to just be a complete living, breathing hell. Then, at the end of it all, you’re rewarded with a screaming, crying, completely dependent little human which you are 220% responsible for raising to be an upstanding individual in a world where everything points squarely in the direction of accomplishing the antithesis.

I have no idea if that is what it’s like, this is just an outside observers observation and analysis & for the record I hope to have one of these little nightmares of my own one day to terrorize like my father did me.

Annnnnd PS- Stafford loves his daughters and so do I. #forward. 🍾

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