God,
Today, when I arrive home from church. Again ... assaulted with vile language.
"Don't ever get hit by a car. For me, you would be just like a dog, road kill on the side of the road. Nothing. I would feel nothing.
Your a bitch. Your mammy's a bitch.
I clap when you leave. I'm sick to my stomach when you come in from work."
Yo
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