SORRY MOM

Growing up , money was never wasted, but very well spent if any was left. My mother had bought a new bright red lipstick. I wanted to look like her, as nice, with red lips. Being as little as I was, the concept of lipstick wasn’t very familiar, other than making momma look extra nice. Little did I know, I ate it. Mommas brand new red lipstick, the little shit of a child ate it. I ruined mommas lipstick, the one she had probably saved up to buy, I still feel bad decades later. This illustration is called “SORRY MOM”, for this exact reason.

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