her life

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By foxxy_rose

broken windows planks for stairs mold on the ceiling holes in the wall no electricity plumbing heat or running water so this is what it came to my mothers life she tried to take me with her i got out good riddence you say? i ruined your life you say? whore you say? bitch you say? ... look in the mirror my mother the drug addict lost ehr way and cant get back former beauty currant stranger no longer in my life

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April 8, 2012 20:55sweetNsour

To be talented is completely different than been a freak. Great job