It’s your birthday and you’re turning……. errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr FITTY SUM’IN. But it doesn’t matter how old you are, you’re celebrating another year of life, which I know isn’t the greatest for you right now. You’re bearing all this stress from your family and you’re holding on and praying. Guiding is all you can do for your children and god knows what you can do with that dude who lives with us who we call our father. I tell you to go home, to be with your mother, brothers and sisters, but you can’t. You refuse to. And it’s cause of us. You want to be there for us. You told me you worry about Kuya who’s trying to settle his life with work. About Ate, who’s constantly on flights worldwide. And me me me me, your youngest; the troublemaker, the one who causes you tons of problems. You can’t leave me at such a young age, at such confusing time in my life. You want to be there for me and to see me grow up. But I just wanna thank you, Mama, for everything you’ve done for us, me in particular. I put you through so much trouble and all I want is to make you proud, to put a bright smile on your face. You listen to our problems and you’re always there as a shoulder to cry on. You understand and give your motherly input in everything. You support all our choices but know when to put your foot down. You truly are my role-model, Mama. When I first came out, I didn’t know how you’d react, but you took it easier than any mother I’ve seen. I can’t say you fully accepted it but you told me I was always going to be your daughter and that you’ll love me no matter what, that you’d always be there. I promise, one day, I’ll make you prouder than you’ve ever been of me. I love you Mama, I always will. Thank you for everything. Happy birthday. -tiredofthisshit.tumblr.com
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Happy Birthday Mama (;
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