Anonymous
6/20/2025, 7:15:47 PM
No.936024758
>>936024838
>>936025675
>>936025681
>>936027127
>>936027475
>be 7
>mom picks me up from school every day in a beat-up Corolla
>radio only plays static unless she hits it just right
>she always smells like cheap shampoo and coffee
>sings off-key but I don't care
>tells me everything will be okay even when times are tough
>some days we go to the park
>she watches me on the swings while she smokes and stares at nothing
>tells me she’s tired but smiles anyway
>says I’m her reason to keep going
>I'm 12 now
>one winter night she doesn’t come home
>neighbor bangs on the door
>police say it was an overdose
>mom had a relapse, didn't tell anyone
>get bounced around from relative to relative but nowhere feels like home
>nobody sings in the car anymore
>nobody smells like her
>now I’m 25
>still have the cracked cassette she used to play
>found ashampoo brand online that smells like she used to
>sometimes I just sit in my car, spray it in the air, and breathe
>found a video once of her laughing
>audio’s blown out but I keep it on my phone now
>watch it every year on the day she died
>drive past the old park sometimes
>the swing still squeaks the same way
>sit in the driver's seat and hum her favorite song into the static
>pretend she’s just late picking me up
>pretend she’ll come around the corner any minute now
I miss you mom
>mom picks me up from school every day in a beat-up Corolla
>radio only plays static unless she hits it just right
>she always smells like cheap shampoo and coffee
>sings off-key but I don't care
>tells me everything will be okay even when times are tough
>some days we go to the park
>she watches me on the swings while she smokes and stares at nothing
>tells me she’s tired but smiles anyway
>says I’m her reason to keep going
>I'm 12 now
>one winter night she doesn’t come home
>neighbor bangs on the door
>police say it was an overdose
>mom had a relapse, didn't tell anyone
>get bounced around from relative to relative but nowhere feels like home
>nobody sings in the car anymore
>nobody smells like her
>now I’m 25
>still have the cracked cassette she used to play
>found ashampoo brand online that smells like she used to
>sometimes I just sit in my car, spray it in the air, and breathe
>found a video once of her laughing
>audio’s blown out but I keep it on my phone now
>watch it every year on the day she died
>drive past the old park sometimes
>the swing still squeaks the same way
>sit in the driver's seat and hum her favorite song into the static
>pretend she’s just late picking me up
>pretend she’ll come around the corner any minute now
I miss you mom
