Today is Tuesday. I went to visit my mother today. She lives two hours away but I always visit her on Tuesdays because that's when I have nothing planned and I really love spending time with her now. Now meaning when I was younger she was a junkie. I actually blame her for me stripping. If she would have been a mother instead of a drug addict whore I wouldn't have had to get naked for strangers to get where I am today. It's her fault I became a stripper hoe. Shaking ass and titties for tens and twenties but now she's changed. Throughout high school I was embarrassed everyone knew my mother was a crackhead she could probably sniff a whole container of baby powder in 3 minutes. Ha, that's not funny but I can laugh about it and joke about it now because she's better but in high school and even middle school I was constantly bullied about having a crackhead mama, for being ugly, and not having style. I wonder how people could be so cruel. How the fuck was I suppose to have style and buy clothes if we didn't even have money for food. I've eaten plain white rice in a bowl for dinner several nights. My grandma provided the best life she could for me and I thank her for helping me. God blessed me with such a strong woman. I miss her.
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Diary of a Sidechick
RandomLove shouldn't have to be so painful. I want you, I need you but you're with her and I'm just your sidechick.
