it just gets so hard without her. i loved her with all my heart. there are people i hate so much. there are people who try to make me stop but its so damn hard. my mom was a shining light. my rope. my Achilles heel. i loved her and she got 9 months to live. she was in her 50's. it hurts. people loved her. i loved her. that is a hard thing to achieve. i miss her and its hard to hold on without her. i miss her and there is no way to get her back. ever.
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Randomalrighty you dont have to read this, it has some harsh shit in it... yeah