"you have to use your words to tell me what is wrong"
~why are we playing at this artifice mother? why are you being tedious. this pretense. you know what is wrong.~
"you have to use your words to tell me what is wrong"
~why are we playing at this artifice mother? why are you being tedious. this pretense. you know what is wrong.~
"my baby, sometimes being in sync is not telepathic"
🤨 ~i think you lie. and i am a *grown* baby~
~thirty seven inches is *not* small~
anyway, mom
not who your mom is to you at thirteen, when for awhile you have known how she is like other moms your classmates have, and how she isnt
or mom when you are old enough to perceive her as an adult human woman with a whole life before you existed
this is mom before all distinction, separateness,
when only one person in the whole world is named mom and every other lady can be sorted that way
😌mom
🤨not mom
😌mom
🤨am i being kidnapped
😌mom
🤨dad?