Hey, here’s some of my milf Scarlett Johansson art. I love seeing Scarlett as a mom with her hot natural look and body, she looks so sexy, so I thought I’d make art of the hot mom in a daily routine, getting dressed, going to the bathroom, bathing, baking, and sleeping. 
I don’t know how much longer I can do this. I used to think at least I’ll always have my dad but today kinda disproved that when he reversed courses and took my mom’s side. The worst part though, is the void of it all. I wish I could be angry still, but I can’t anymore. I wish I could feel some sort of burning hatred for my mother, because then I could love her again. I can’t do this anymore, this lack of feeling toward my own mother. There is no love left, no anger left, no hatred, no fondness.
There was a scripture I’m thinking of from when I was a JW. It went something like “Neither heights nor depths, nor governments, nor powers, nor life, nor death can separate us from God’s love”. I also remember one that compared God’s love to that of a mother to her nursing child. Well now both loves have died.
Annabeth: I, a child, had to earn Thalia’s love, that’s how the world works! I have to earn my moms love. Love is transactional, you gotta be worthy of it first silly :)