MY CHEST HURTS
Literally crying rn
You took my power… the minute I gave birth to you. A woman becomes a mother, she can’t help but see her mortality in that cherubic little face. Every time I looked at you I saw my own death. You were a constant reminder… of my worst fears.
"what will your kids think of that tattoo?"
my kids aren’t going to give 2 shits because i’m not going to raise them to be a judgmental asshole like yours did
i’m just going to reblog this over and over again until i give myself carpal tunnel
You’re wrong Miley