Hello my name is Daniel, my friends call me Danny and my family calls me Donny but you can call me Master. Nah, I'm just fuckin' with ya. Please, look at all the dumb stuff I like to post :D
I’m at home and it’s 1:30am. My mom woke up about an hour ago. She said her tummy ached and that she had a nightmare about something happening to my dad. I tell her to sit down and that I’ll be right back.
I return with Where The Wild Things Are. I was in the mood to watch it because its been awhile and when I’m drawing or painting I like to have a movie on. Only I’m not drawing or painting at this time. My mom and I are sitting and watching it together because I hardly ever get a chance to watch anything with her.
So anyways, the first 20-30 minutes or so of the movie pass and I’m really choked up by the arguing between Max and his Mom. It reminded me of my mom and I and how when I was younger I was a pain in the ass too. If I had known better I would’ve made things a lot easier.
I hope you don’t have any nightmares or tummy aches again, ma. I love you and thanks for existing.