It is really a cruel joke. I keep telling myself everyday, but I look in the mirror and are reminded that it is true. I am dying and my time depends on keeping nutrients in me and the weight on. I don't want anyone to know, I hate those people who never were my friend, suddenly act as if they were my besty. Like I give a shit about how sorry they are! Get the fuck out of here and stay away. I told my children the truth on everything. Were their childhoods changed, yes they were not naive, they never blindly went along, they were the ones always asking.
Do I care that I hurt YOUR feelings, no I don't. Did YOU care when you hurt mine or my children's no! You have done nothing but slander and create libelous and fantastic tales to fit YOUR need. Now with a newspaper in your back pocket do you really think that's going to help you?!
Think NOT...MINE is BIGGER!
Do I care that I hurt YOUR feelings, no I don't. Did YOU care when you hurt mine or my children's no! You have done nothing but slander and create libelous and fantastic tales to fit YOUR need. Now with a newspaper in your back pocket do you really think that's going to help you?!
Think NOT...MINE is BIGGER!
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