SeveroDrgnfli
Ain't nobody tryin to get indicted.
My friend's moms treat me better than my own mom. I'm thinking of moving home to stack, finish school, and cop a house in a few years. My mom is hating. She doesn't do anything motherly, ever. My friend's mom always checks up on me. She makes me dinner and shyt. She lives in RIchmond I live in Oakland. She brings it to me. She offered me a room in her crib, no rent, until I finish school because she believes in me. My other friend's mom wants me to marry her, hahaha, I ain't telling her her daughter likes girls. HAHAHA, she remembered my birthday. My own doesn't wish me happy birthday. When I see them they hug me, they kiss me, they tell me they missed me, and wish good things for me. IT makes me want to cry everytime. I'm not sad, I'm just appreciative of all the small things. I rarely eat a hot meal nowadays or at all. It's been like for 3 years. I don't have time to socialize. So that little shyt means a lot to me. I got no support, not that I need it, but I do want to some emotional support occasionally. I ain't asking for much, I think.
My mom insults me. Makes me feel small. And treats me like a stranger.
She wonders why I ain't been around in like ten years. Soon as I told her I'm thinking of coming home because it's the best move right now. She started talking crazy, shocker! I got to work on being forgiving. It's hard to forgive people when they open old wounds.
My mom insults me. Makes me feel small. And treats me like a stranger.
She wonders why I ain't been around in like ten years. Soon as I told her I'm thinking of coming home because it's the best move right now. She started talking crazy, shocker! I got to work on being forgiving. It's hard to forgive people when they open old wounds.