this is specially dedicated to that fucking bitch still sticking your ass around at home.
just so you people dont know, 101 ways she's still a whore in my life:
-just cause you're my mum, that doesnt give you the right to mess people's mood EVERYDAY.
-just cause you're my mum, that doesnt give you the right to provoke people for no reason (giving names like: emperor, smelly guy, that one LOR, and repeating what i said everytime when she's got nothing else to say)
YOUR CHILDISH-NESS IS KILLING ME.
-just cause you're paying those electricity bills, doesnt give you the right to be all bossy in the house.
ITS YOUR FUCKING JOB TO BE A MOTHER.
IF YOU CANT EVEN TRY TO BE ONE, DONT EVEN GIVE BIRTH TO ME IN THE BEGINNING, SHITFACE, making me endure all this shitload you're giving over these years.
(so stop pressuring me with those words, "this is my house, not happy you leave")
-just cause dad doesnt voice out his thoughts, doesnt mean he's agreeing to you, beat that loser.
-just cause im not gona provide for you in the future, does not meant im unfilial. i'll still provide, but YOU'RE OUT OF THE LIST. so go and dig yourself a grave and wait fer your death.
-just cause i have some minor kidney problem, doesnt meant you're gonna die when i touch you/ stand near you , so stop trying to be a bitch about everything.
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you want respect? here's the catch: YOU FUCKING LEARN TO RESPECT PEOPLE. what goes around comes around. all these shit you giving me and you want me to respect you? com'on, i've already did my part keeping quiet even when your bitching 'victorously' at me, and you just kept going at it.20-8=12.
12 YEARS of bottling up your shitload of crap inside me.(i admit i might have blown a few times, who wouldnt? it keeps getting harder to substain this anger from time to time, everyday was like a test.)
its a different world out there, now is now, last time is last time. i maybe an ass, playful and naughty in the past. that doesnt mean i am now. SO MOVE ON YOU DIRTBAG. its time you do.
why you dont see the change in me,when my dad clearly sees them, is because you're busy being a bitch in peoples lives.
i WONDER HOW MANY FRIENDS YOU HAVE. last time. NONE? im not surprise with your kind of attitude.
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are you even my biological mother? my birth rights sometimes do make me question myself, maybe i aint even your son. HOORAY TO THAT. that'll probably explain all these 12years of missing love a mother should give to their children.maybe even longer. who would want to remember this kind of past.
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in conclusion. YOUR THE WORST MOTHER A CHILD COULD EVER HOPE FOR.EVEN IF IM NOT YOUR SON.FUCKING OBVIOUSLY BIAS TOWARDS MY SISTER too.
just die dog. spare me the agony.
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this is a moment of anger (which lasted very long)
some harsh words, i dont really mean it that bad even though i wished it'll happen, like: DIE BITCH.
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dont come lecturing me about honouring my parents when that piece of crap is giving me a hard time everyday.
you might ask: why you never try breaking the ice?
i'll answer to you: many times i did, and before i start trying to please her , there comes continuous bullets of insults.
i even wrote a sorry letter whenever i blew my top on her, guess either she cant be bothered to read and threw it away, or she has a fucking bad memory.
2nd reason will never be the case; she never fail to forgot about insulting me.
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tell me. how worst can it get. my dad's in recession now, stupid USA economy. im eating like 1 or 2 meals a day, that costs like max 3 bucks. getting hungry everytime during the wee hours. buying my own needs with my savings. and still, you fucker says im cheating dad's money. whats wrong with you loser.
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there's still more i could say, but im tired talking bout you and i'll end here.
i cant bring myself to kill myself. so i pray some murderer please come my house, and hopefully you'll stab me. dont stop.
if not, stab her. dont stop either.
DAMN THIS NEW YEAR, never looked forward to one, I WONDER WHY
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“Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things.” (Philippians 4:8)
and this was the verse of the day. H.A.H.A.
is there anything for me to be happy about regarding this bitch in my life?
