momlonde, luxuriating on her sleek as ass red velvet loveseat, holding a wine glass filled to the brim with bacardi gold & coca cola with one hand and that months whole foods magazine/catalogue in the other: hey kiddo do u think i should get a tattoo
rose, three weeks old, wrapped in a tiny quilt sewn together with pink stitches, a large black cat wearing a small suit curled around her: *newborn baby crying*
momlonde, in a state of melodramatic but genuine horror: pls it wont be a tramp stamp or anything omg