Mommy issues..
Mommy issues huh? When i walk around the street i saw a daughter and a mom happy. Then look at myself who had the worst mother ever. Shame isnt it? Sad isnt it? I hate start a conversation with a argue. I hate when my mom talk shit abt me behind my back. Hate it when the pain start winning..
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