she took the puzzle part I was putting together like I didn't exist because she was stuck. if she was on fire I wouldn't spit on her. I am angry. she's not my mother. when I told her how rude she treated me she had the nerve to apologize. I could hit her in the face and apologize. doesn't change anything. I hate her so much. my two year old hates her two year old. my sisters are mentally crippled and treat me disrespectfully so they are dead to me. she's dead to me too. she's not human she's a cartoon.
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