I swear, if there were a store where you could swap your mama for a different one, or even trade for a good lawnmower that worked when it was supposed to, I’d go there so fast. There’s only so far the phrase “She means well.” goes. ‘Cause no matter what I do, no matter if I’m datin’ someone or not datin’ someone, or if I ate the last of her bite size Snickers, I’m always wrong and she’s always right and there ain’t nothin’ I can do about it ‘cause she’s my mama goddammit.

mollyfaraday:

Hoyty <3