Filthy Muggle
- Mum: Do you have a boyfriend?
- Me: Yes.
- Mum: Oh my god, I want to meet him!
- Me: Buy me backstage passes to his concert and we both will.
On the one hand she loved (or rather tried to love) her children and on the other … their willingness to love people who didn’t really love them, exasperated her and sometimes made her want to hurt them — just as an education, a protection.
The God Of Small Things (via infinitescribbles)
