Is my life Really That Bad ?

Is my life Really That Bad ?

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Late nights is always when This one question seems to run though my head. Is my life really this bad ? I can never seem to get things right, it's like my mama hates me and everything I do and all I ever wanted was my mama love and approval. I never had a daddy in my life it's always been my stepdad. I've known him since I was a lil youngin doh, I never woulda thought he would do this to me, never in a million years, should I tell my mama ? Or should I just run away ? Either way she gon find some typa way to blame me. I can't never get this life shit right.
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I wanted a baby. I really, wanted to have a baby... It wasn't an option of wanted one right now, given my super-hot boyfriend already knocked me up... I was going to have a baby. I just had to tell him... Need to tell him. Enter the problem. My stepdaughter. I loved her. She hated me. Absolutely normal. She was daddy's little angel and could do no wrong in his eyes. She didn't want a sibling... Like she had a say in it. Back to my super-hot builder boyfriend, more correctly, my super fine baby daddy. I had to drop the B-BOMB. Shouldn't be too hard, right? Ugh, maybe... We weren't not trying to get pregnant, but we weren't trying either. We were just having a lot of sex. Great. Mind-blowing sex! Legs shaking... kind of sex! I thought he'd be happy about it.. I thought she'd get over it.. I thought maybe after nearly eight years together, he'd put a damn ring on it. You see my point? Tantrums. Fighting. Tears. One hell of a night later, and no one seem to have seen my point.

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