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I have never known what a mother is.
I thought you were just calling like a mother would but NO all you wanted to talk about is my major and yell at me for not keeping my hours. Like seriously who the fuck cares. I can do it over again and it will be newer.
It so fucking sad you don’t even fucking care, genuinely.
Every single time I get off the phone with you, I’m in fucking horrible mood. All you care about is money. Fucking pig, you disgust me.
How fucking hard is it?

My step dad calls me more than you and I am actually happier when I get off the phone. But with you never.

You’re not my mom you’re nothing to me, as I am to you.

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