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.
Sunday, September 26, 2010
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