Where were they when I drove mom to chemo for cancer?
Where were they when I changed out her bandages and wiped her clean?
Where were they when she had nuemonia and I visited her everyday when I got off from third shift?
Where THE FUCK ARE THEY NOW that mom almost died from diabetes?
See why I’m not close?
I won’t be at there funerals but I will be there to piss on their graves. Jeremy and Jef, go fuck yourselves.
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