well. dang.

What dead Catholic mothers leave in their fabric box 

for their Adult children to find-

 so that when you innocently go to find a piece of ribbon,

you either 

a) bust into tears thinking about how much she loved you,

and did you love her enough 

for all this surprise love 

she gives you even beyond the grave? 

*I think I did?!!DID I????WAHHHH! MOM!!*

or 

b) bust into tears thinking about how much she loved you, 

and are you making sure 

your own kids will find shit like this in your stuff 

so the centuries of guilt can be passed on when you die?

*IM FAILING!!! WAHHH!! MOM!!*



well. dang.

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welcome to my Monday.

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