Looking A Gift Horse In The Mouth
Your cruelty gives me all the more reason not to feel sorry about I calling you out on your bullshit.
The fact that you act like visiting your own daughter is some heroic work of charity.
That is the sort of thing that’s sickening for people who have souls.
You act like some glorious benefactor every time you grace us with your presence.
I am so glad I moved away from you.
I am both strong and stupid enough to forgive, but there are days like today when I regret it wholeheartedly.
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