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So,
today is Mother's day.
I woke up.
She wasn't home.
I quickly started drawing for her.
We haven't been good lately, we have been arguing almost, everyday.
Over every little thing.
& she had let me know that she doesn't need anything from me for this day.
Because, she said it didn't mean anything to her.
Yea, she just said it like that.
Anywho, I went to her today, showed her what I drew.. and you know what she said?
She told me, she doesn't want that, she told me. She doesn't want that. She told me, she doesn't want that.
She told...
She said, she wants me to listen to her instead. She wants me to stop my stupid plans, and that me being vegetarian won't get me anywhere. & that's why I'm sick all the time.
Man, fuck this.
It's so good. That feeling you get when people reject you.
Thank you mom.
& I remember how guilty I felt that very moment, when I dropped the stupid paper and quickly went to my room and closed my door. Thank you mom. For teaching me how to hate you & myself.
Thank you.
You never actually tried to understand me. You never listened.
Anywho,
Thanks.
