Momma

This one isn’t even close. There is nobody in my life that has had as positive of an impact on my life as my mother has, and nobody ever will. My mom is my real ride or die. She’s my number one fan, my loudest cheerleader and my best friend. I always know that I can count on my mom, no matter what the situation, no matter how I’m acting or what I’m doing my mother is always behind me 100%. I’m a hot mess, always in trouble, I am a troublemaker and have been since day 1. I am not easy to handle and quite often I make things worse then they needed to be but none of that matters to my mom, she just rides. My mother has never once made me feel bad about being me. She has never acted ashamed of me and the shit I do and in fact she makes me feel proud of myself. I have always been in trouble with the law and after a few days of sleeping after being locked up I always call my mom to let her know what is going on and where I am and every single time she has answered the phone and never once made me feel bad about the mistake that I made that got me there. She’s the kindest, most loyal, coolest mother then anybody could have and I’m so blessed that she managed to be my mom. I never would have survived the abuse I suffered as a child if it wasn’t for my mom and if I had survived I would have been ugly and cold-blooded and viscous. Everything that is good about me I learned from my mom. She taught me compassion and kindness, loyalty and how to be hardworking and never give up. My mom is a straight gangster, which is why I’m a straight gangster and I love the woman more than I’ll love anyone else. I would kill the planet for her and would doing anything she asked me to do. My love for my mother knows no bounds and I don’t know what I’d do without her.