~The Forgotten Mom~ ~My Untold For A Reason Story~ ~I Quit~
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Upfront just a warning this story along with anything I ever write will contain foul language to the max. I will not apologize ahead of time because ... NO.
Yes, it has three titles!
My daughter decided to one night while we were talking to inform me that I should write a book.... about my life.... as if it was something worth writing about. My Son a week before that had said hey mom, you should write children's books ( please take note of what was said up top) LOfuckingL
So I guess what I'm getting at is.... here is my we shall see a story of possibly my real-life story, possible my fake life story, or maybe we end up with a good mix of shit life mixed with bullshit life :)
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