Tuesday, April 21, 2015. 4:34 p.m.
Dear,Mommy
I never will know if you ever get a chance to read this. But when I die, or when I move out, I hope you do. I hate you. I don't even really count you as a mother at times, just as the woman who gave birth to me, the unfortunate child.
YOU ARE READING
Dear,Mommy. Please Go
RandomDear, Mommy I have found no use for you in my life anymore.I may still be a kid.But I hate you.I can never love you again.Please just leave,or at least kill me...that's what it feels like your doing anyways...
