I have to forget the definitions of the idiots |
How does a mother do this? My children have me tarred now with a brush I can no longer escape and its like being in a tiny box again and I feel so trapped. Sometimes I feel I can't breath, but everyday I do get stronger, I just don't want to recognize this because of what it equates to for me.
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