@onmyfront02: “But you wouldn’t understand”

user1723150371 :

And if god asked, she would kill me

Elmo :

who is the painting by? you have wonderfull taste

Dani :

I see it as a mother getting older while her child stays the same forever. No matter how much she ages, she’ll always see her child as the little person she once held in her arms, while the child has to confront the reality that the person who once made them feel safe is growing older, too.

no0dlecub :

maybe a hug dad

𝔯𝔶𝔰𝔥𝔞 :

It makes me sad because of the eternal separation from my grandmother.

sggamerboystar_4387 :

The mother offers her arms because she can only love with a part of her the rest is developed from environment the son is pure and gives his whole untainted heart

pcocktomrot :

deadlylover :

what song is this?

liz :

this sounds like natural snow buildings i love it

Alicorn🩷 :

I miss my grandmother

𝐓𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐚 :

She hugged me, she adored, cherished me and even played with me like the sister I always dreamed of. She loved me like nobody did, and yet she still abused me. Humans have no sympathy, no shame, they’re just cruel

Xzytbk :

Don’t let go

sekii :

My grandmother and the story that never ends

usernames :

My grandma recently passed she showed me unconditional love and understanding. She was always there for me when my mother wasn’t. She was wise and always knew what to say when I sought her guidance.

nauseous :

hé𓋹lène :

I would

Acid Wizard :

Mother's love

yuri 🗯 :

that hurt. Thanks.

axel :

I still think about her before falling asleep

aemp.com 𖣂🪷🔮✨ :

I see it as a maternal figure trying to protect/shield their whimsy and happiness from the cruelty from the world but there is hope in the world they’re each others hope that there is goodness out there even when bad things feel like they’re going to be overwhelming you just have to look up maybe that’s why there is light at the top and straight forward and down is red?

kawwaiUwU :

deve ser bom ter sido uma criança que recebeu afeto, me faltou isso, eu queria que o meu eu criança tivesse tido um alguem por qm podia contar, abraçar, amar. Isso é tão cruel, eu quero consolar ela e nao sei como

AHHHHHHHHHH :

There isn’t anything even describable that I wouldn’t give to hug my grandmother again

interstate.i25 :

дмитро бито :

my mother would never accept me