I just got off the phone with my real mom.
She started bawling halfway through the phone call and I shed a tear.

Yeah, I miss her.

She knows I’m 8 days into quitting smoking and she’s proud of me and yeah
I almost cried when she said she was proud.

It brought back memories, and they hit pretty hard.
I still have that feeling in my face where I feel like crying but you’re holding it back and shit.

I haven’t cried since like forever ago.
Feels weird.