I don’t want to hear your constant bit**ing about me.
If I’m that horrible, give me away, send me away, take me away.
Anything to make you shut the f*ck up.
And stop putting me down.
You say you wanted to help me.
How long did that last?
Go to hell.
You don’t need me in your shi*ty life.
And I don’t need you in my shi*ty life.
All you did was give birth to me.
I mean, what the f*ck does that matter?
It’s not like I expect much of you..
Haha . Go f*ck yourself.
I’m done speaking to you.
I’m done loving you.
I’m done thinking you care and love me.
I’m just done with you.
I’m done with it all.
Thank you for everything.
But you showed your real colors..
I guess I should have seen it when you left for five years right?
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this is exactly what i went thru with my mother. the best thing i ever did was be done with her, boot her out of my life and not look back or question it.