Sunday, September 26, 2010

So I spoke to my mother yesterday and she said she would come visit me.  She wrote some inappropriate thing on my wall and I'm not sure why I even friended her.  She said my page was pathetic or something of the sort.  I blocked my mother from viewing most of my profile.  I dressed up nicely, painted something for her and nothing.  I sat on the porch rocking from 2pm to 5:30pm when visiting hours ended at 5pm. 

So the story goes, she paints her face all pretty and sprays herself with pretty smells and puts on a pretty little dress.  She dances and shouts and screams and yet the mother stares straight ahead.

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