I feel so brain dead that I'm determined a car crashed into me and killded my brain.


I need a hug =((( I want my mummy's cushie tummy to rub my face in. (Yes I still do that to my mum)

Sometimes I ask myself, how long more am I going to cuddle and hug my mummy till? Whenever I go back to her I become a child again, regardless of how old/massive/giant I am (my mum has shrunk considerably due to her aging porous bones and muscle atrophy) But she's still as cushi as ever and I love it =)

If she ever went for liposuction I'd be devastated.

I NEED A HUGGGGG