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I hate you "MoM"


Why do we have to live here? Your like brain damaged & you don't even drink beer. Why are you so mental? You continue to pay for this piece of shit rental. The kitchen sink & refrigerator leaks. Just like your bladder the toilet you can't reach. The bathroom sink is clogged with sasquatch hair. But you don't seem to give a fuck or even care. For 10 years the toilet hasn't flushed. Your hair is never washed or brushed. You love the filth & stench. You are a crazy wench. You smell like the bums on a park bench. Everything is broke. Your life as a slob is a joke. I wish you would die & croak. Your a miserable old bitch. A backstabbing, two faced, heartless witch. Does your life have an off switch? © Harmony Sapphire.All rights reserved (You have to know her to hate her.)
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