My mom and cried and hit my door and screamed when i didnt want to go to school. They were not worried about me. They were worried about what people would think of our family. I hate those bitches. I have never forgiven them for that. Imagine that i am suffering and all they can think about is how that will affect public perception of our family
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>>25617097
You are only strong in the smells coming out of your butthole, Grappa. You have weak arms, weak mind, weak legs, weak soul, weak past, weak future.