I’m not looking for a sugar daddy, nor do I need a man to send me stacks. But it would be nice to get a Cash App with the note, “Here’s $60, baby. Get you that tank of gas.”
My daughter officially begins college tomorrow. I know I should probably be weepy, but I’m just so damn proud to have gotten to this point. I’m proud to see her becoming more and more independent. Do better than me, baby. ❤️
*checking out my outfit before leaving the house*
Me: Man, I look like somebody’s mother.
Kid: You are somebody’s mother.
Me: Yeah, but I don’t want to look like it.