#ily mom

[smthaboutuss]

I gave my mom a vox charm and she put a nail thru the wall and hung him there like he’s jesus or something I’m so speechless rn

[plumsodapop]

Watched the produce spritzers at the grocery store.

Kinda wondering when I started hearing, in my mother's voice, "They're just using the water weight to raise the prices, it's a complete scam!!"

And when I stopped looking at the water droplets mesmerized and thinking that the broccoli looked just like a rainforest

[lilyflower52]

Me and my mom watching shadow and bone:

*Vasily gets picked up by a nichevoya*

Us: Yayyyyy!!

*he gets torn apart*

YAYYYYYYY!

[bbgmiraa]

NOBODY

nobody loves @hwasdollie more than i do. I can argue wit her n u all day but i love her more.

[moonlit-artemis]

i got up early to work on an assignment but had a political conversation with my mum instead and it was lovely

[pidgeeepombo]

Okay but IM SO ADICTED TOO IT (again)

And fun fact: This was the song that played in the church at the bride's entrance when my mother married my stepfather :D

[I love Bastille so much, I've been listening to this band since I was a kid because it's my mom's favorite band]

[thee-radio-host-is-a-kookaburra]

having a zoologist mother means that a movie can have every form of bigotry and hate speech and whatever but if there is a single shot of a cat in an uncomfortable position then we need to turn it off immediately bc that's actually the cause of all animal abuse

[starboy-at-the-disco]

but I was GOING to ask what you’re having ON your toast and I was gonna ruffle ur hair

:) am just having butter on it. Tis vv good

- blur

[mossy-jacket]

This is the way my mother raised me and i am eternally grateful for it.

My relatives would literally hand me ober to her when i was a child bc she was "the only one who knew how to make them quiet" (the "how" being answering my question directly or saying she doesn't know and i ahould ask my teacher)

nothing frustrates me more than when adults refuse to even slightly indulge the questions and thoughts of children. i remember one time when one of my younger cousins accidentally stumbled across the concept of purchasing power parity because she realised 10 rupees which bought her 10 candies in India only bought her ~3 candies when we went on holiday to Japan, and when she asked her mother about “why the same things cost different amounts in different places” my aunt had the audacity to call her spoiled for not understanding the “”worth” of money, that’s not what she was ASKING damn it!! your daughter just set up her own big mac index and realised a key metric of macroeconomics!!! how do you not find that utterly fascinating !! why don’t adults talk to children !!

[ghostedgrim]

Yall I fucked up...

I got excited and talked about my 3 current stories I'm working on, and read the first chapter to "The Girl Who Sees Ghosts" to my mom. Now she wants to hear about and read more of my stories, which is nice. I'm a grown adult I can write whatever I want, but the knowledge that she'll come across a post/stories about my fictional crushes, and possible smut... I ant ready for that.

Like "Yes mom, I do wish to bone a radioactive, zombie-looking, noseless cowboy who's over 200 years old."

I ant ready for that shit, and I don't think she is either.

[luxx-is-sleepy]

It's mother's Day now huh???

Time flies when you're staring at your phone (all I've been doing recently)

[fat-fem-and-asian]

Wish ann reardon was me mum id just eat little treats all day

[turmoilkl0]

mom i’m sorry i’ve been so mean..please love me. i’ll be a great daughter from now on

[reveurrer]

when mom fell asleep

okay so i just got done with my exams (came out barely alive btw) but i’ll tell you one thing: it’s during exam time that i get reminded again and again about the thing between my mom and me:

so i’m a person of extreme anxiety—not the clinical kind,, just regular anxiousness—and this anxiety makes me stay up really late, reading my syllabus once more. again. and again. and again. and repeat. basically no matter how well i study, a late night is guaranteed simply because i wanna study again (cue eyeroll). and by late night,, i mean like,, late late. not even night. 4 in the morning, 5:30 in the morning. butt-crack of dawn. some exam days i don’t even sleep.

my mom likes to stay up late night with me on these days. she likes to stay up with me partly cuz she doesn’t want me to feel lonely, sitting in a room studying all alone all night. and partly because she doesn’t really trust me with the electronics (she keeps thinking i’m texting my non-existent russian boyfriend).

she tries to hang on until i’m satisfied with my studies and wrap up, but sometimes sleep gets the better of the poor thing, and she starts to nod off in front of me. so finally she leaves me in my room to finish up, while she goes and sleeps a bit in her room.

and then once i’m done studying, i get out of my room and i yawn and stretch and walk almost drunkenly toward her room (yes we sleep in the same room cuz it’s lonely with only two people in the house).

and i’m greeted by a sight that wouldn’t really faze anyone, but it crashes into my stale geography-muddled mind.

she’s asleep, alright. that much was evident from the way she trudged up to the room, almost sleepwalking.

but even in her sleep, she managed to lay out the blanket for me. just like she always does.

just like she always has. for what?? the past 14 years? she’s been the one to throw a blanket over me. sure, i can do it myself, but it’s simply just a sort of tradition for us (except during our petty arguments).

maybe that sight is what keeps me afloat during exam season.

in the midst of a month filled with panic attacks and frustrated tears over geography, maybe this is what reminds me i’m still home.

i flop on the bed. a sleepy arm comes to rest on my back.

[cxntpxppy]

mom who sits you on her lap and feeds joints, reminding you to take biiiig deep breaths of every hit, so she can be sure you won’t fight back when she pins you to her mattress