When the day comes, will I hate myself? Will I immediately stop and think of all that I did causing me to miss out on better memories with her? As a teenager I would get so enraged with her that I envisioned myself sitting at the edge of her deathbed, whispering all the things I […]
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Twas the week before Christmas, when all through the seasonall the kids were stirring, for no f***ing reason. The reusable Walmart bags were hung with no care,in hopes that anyone, just anyone, soon would be aware. The kids, ugh the kids, were balancing on their heads,while the mommies and daddies all yelled, get in your
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