so my mother goes shopping and buys all this shit that’s not vegan.
(good for me, yes i know, now i have an excuse not to eat it)
but what the fuck? ehm, i live here too? and it’s not like she’s not aware of it, she bought me vegan ice cream last week. so will buy me vegan junk, but she can’t…
Ummm… GET A FUCKING JOB AND BUY YOUR OWN FOOD.
his pledge to her.
i will kill the spiders. i will share my fries with you when you’ve finished all yours and are still hungry. i won’t ever pop my collar. i will never be rude to your tummy- when i hear it growl and gurgle, i promise to bend down and reply respectfully. i will eat the mushrooms when we order the supreme pizza. i will kiss the papercuts. and the door-slammed finger. and the counter-bumped hip. i’ll try my hardest not to get annoyed when you whisper questions and comments during movies. i will be the big spoon. i will let you win at wrestling. sometimes. other times i will not. i will go faster. harder. i will pull when you want. and tease you when you don’t. i will send you random texts and leave you silly gifts. not always. not on schedule. just whenever i want to. whenever i think you need one. or seven. i will check your tire pressure. and remind you to take your car in. i will hold your hand. i will love you. i will love you. i will love you.
I want this.
