I think this goes back to my mother. Doesn't everything right?
Once, four of us girls were best friends. Deanne's family invited all of us up to their cabin for the weekend. my mom said no because. "what if they decided they didn't like you anymore, and left you alone in the woods?"
Terrifying shit this motherhood stuff. What the hell am I doing that Al's going to remember as mucking up her life?
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Man that is some messed up stuff.
It's how I've come to be me:)
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