on today’s episode of “what’s wrong in my life” my blanket does not cover my feet

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I didn’t realize it was my job to make sure my mom was someone constant in my life. So tired of tracking her down like a lost puppy, if you can’t be bothered with your only daughter than why should I push myself for you? I’m getting sick of your boyfriend asking me if I’m sexually active yet, I mean I’m 20 years old and I can’t tell him off without my mom causing a scene. I feel like I’m playing high school childish back and forth blame game with a grown ass woman I mean when are we going to get past this and talk about it. My depression has a lot to do with how I lived with her and she can’t even come to terms with that.



“But if you forget to reblog Madame Zeroni, you and your family will be cursed for always and eternity.”


not even risking that shit

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