To My Dearest Darling Readers.

“You little fucking bastard, take your money and get out, you little son of a bitch. You’re so fucking sorry. You’re too sorry to even do your fucking school work. Too busy with computers and dope I reckon. “

I love you too, mom.

She does the same thing dad did, only lacking the physical abuse.

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2 Responses to To My Dearest Darling Readers.

  1. Great photo!

    Great writing! Spare! Gets everything across!

    Angel (talk about someone who is mis-named) is in the other bedroom. Sandy’s in my bed. Reena has the couch. I’ll get a cot for you.

    MikeyLove

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