jurururia

this is a big load of over-analytic bullshit

everyone say happy birthday to my mommy c:

i’m seeing a movie with her tonight eeee


i just made my mommy a pie for her birthday C:

i improvised so the filling is applesauce, canned pears, sugar and cinnamon (tada vegan) and i made the crust myself C:

she’s gonna be so happy c-‘:


someone come over and eat this cake or i might cry or better yet my mom will cry


i was at the hospital for nine hours today

7 of which were spent in an uncomfortable chair in a freezing cold waiting room with my mom coughing every 3 seconds because she can’t breathe

she has pneumonia, we were just told

the nurse in there kept telling me to calm down because i was being overly-protective of my mommy bc i lav her and she’s been really sick before and i don’t want that to happen again and i didn’t think she was being treated very well at this hospital god DAMMIT

also i hate my mom’s fiance and i’m worried because he basically didn’t want to wait even though he had the only car so at 10:30 he left the hospital with my mom’s car and went home and went to sleep (basically stranding us) and then when i called him and told him to come pick us up he told me to call him again in 30 minutes as if we were a god damn alarm clock my mom is fucking SICK your FIANCE is fucking SICK and when i go to college i’m going to be scared to leave my mother in his care because he’s inconsiderate and selfish and she was basically suffering in that hospital and she needed to come home GOD

and that fucking nurse telling me to calm down and be thankful it’s not cancer i should have punched her where the fuck did that come from thank you for even putting the word “cancer” in my brain i have been at that hospital for hours waiting patiently with my mommy who is really sick and you’re going to tell me to be thankful??????????? she was basically like julia r lattimer sit DOWN and READ or SLEEP or SOMETHING but stop pacing and asking us questions

i do what i want i swear

oopsie this was long


my mommy’s sick :’c


i just threw a fit about being grounded with my mom and now i’m probably gonna get ungrounded.

it just goes to show that being a bad kid gets you whatever you want.


i’m always trying to convince my mom to buy us good food like fresh fruits and veggies but she always claims we can’t afford to eat all this good stuff and then she’ll proceed to buy a big bag of cool ranch doritos and eat them all in one night


saw harry potter just a bit ago and basically

it ended and i look to the left, my mom was crying, i look to the right, my sister’s crying and i’m not crying but i’m kinda laughing because harry and ginny had a justin bieber baby


my brother’s tattoos are ghey anyway so my mom can stop freaking out

okay so are we done here


my brother got another tattoo

and my mom won’t shut up about it because she is a boring human being who scoffs at tattoos and piercings. what an awful life that must be.


a humbling conversation
Mom: If you didn't want to get grounded, you shouldn't have called me a bitch.
Me: Mom you call me a bitch all the time.
Mom: I'm your mother.
Me: So you can call me whatever names you want but I can't respond?
Mom: That's right.
Me: Okay Mom.

my mom just left the house for hours and i didn’t even notice until she came home

damn


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