My mom did bail on me after all, on the fourth of july.
I never added that on, did I.
She started making some pineapple cookies, got a call from him, and -
Well, you get the picture don't you.
I had to make the rest of them for her. I didn't finish baking and frosting those cookies 'til 2:30 in the morning, and then she came home half an hour later, drunk, scarfs down about four cookies, and stumbles to bed.
Staying up late tonight, and a few nights before this as well, I've seen her come home drunk EVERY time.
Such a role model. Oh yes, something to look forward to emulating.
Not.
She's just one of many examples of who I don't want to be.
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Sounds like everyone in my family except my cousin and me. We're atheists and better people. Isn't that odd? Everyone else is super religious and into alcohol and/or drugs.
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